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The rp meant to be (DeanandCasxMerlin)
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Merlin
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Sep 26, 2014 07:02PM
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I need to go now, but I may be on tomorrow, kind of late :/ I got a busy life. Maybe on later tonight. So sorry
Yeah, its cool, we all have busy lives,so not to complain or anything, do you want to do another au, its not that I don't want to, its just because I just finished an high school au
mmkay. Pitch ideas. Really gotta go...ummm...Maybe...Dean saxophonist, Cas flute, Cas barista, Dean mechanic, Cas detective, Dean hot drug dealer?
Or we can think of other ideas, like neighbors, tutoring, work place, meet at a clu, or roadhouse, student and teacher relationship, idk
Why not all of them? Well, I assume dead has daddy issues, but what about cas? Does he have problems?
maybe....hmm...
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fault in our star like, perhaps an addiction program? That sounds purely adorable. To mee. Idk about you :P
I don't think so :p We both know it. Should I post first? Sure, I will.
Castiel stared at his hands nervously. The car's engine puttered to a stop as he parked in the driveway for the Parks Rehabilitation Services building, and he sighed, letting go his stony grip to the steering wheel. This needed to happen.
His brother, Gabriel, had put him up to this "rehab seminar" thing, and though he didn't like it, the drugs were truly costing a lot. His physicality had changed since he had started, and his bony frame and paper-white skin were only now starting to become obvious. Evidently, obvious enough to show through at his father's wedding.
He slowly opened the door of the car, his obsidian hair falling slightly into his face from under the black hoodie concealing his face.
" What the hell Charlie?!" Dean barked angrily. " Why on earth would you bring me here?" he took a deep breathe in and let it out. I'm not going to kill her, he related that like a mantra over and over in his head. Charlie shook her head. Her flaming red hair covered her face. " You need it, Benny and au both talked about. We know Dean, and its time for you to except help from others."
This sounds like a chick flick, Dean groaned and stepped away from the car
Dean and Charlie walked hand in hand. Dean tightened his hold when they got inside. He sat down onto a chair,as did Charlie. He pulled her seat closer to his.
" Charlie..." Dean hissed." People.are.staring at us, at me. I feel naked!" Charlie rolled her eyes and rested her hand on Dean's ankles and squeezed.
Cas shrunk into his sweater a little more. God, why did everyone here have to be so...beautiful? And by everyone, it felt like that one, the blonde, angry-yet-hot looking one."OKAY everybody! I'm your mediator for our Group Therapy at Parks. I know you don't know each other, but I can tell ya'll will open up to each other right away. Now, we're gonna go 'round in a circle, say our names and addiction. If you don't feel comfortable with saying it aloud, you don't have to. I'll go first. My name is Myla!"
The next girl in the ring raised a hand "I'm Ruby. Alcohol."
Cas found himself suddenly nervous about admitting his addiction to drugs. It wasn't quite drugs as he was addicted to just...escaping. Being happy, momentarily.
Dean shook his head when it was his turn." No thank you," he barks out and glared at Charlie. I hate this place, I hate life. Charlie shook her head and got up." You guys, this is Dean Winchester, and his dad as been abusing him for a long time now. I'm here to support him."
Dean groaned." Fuck this."
Cas raised his eyebrows a bit from under his dark hair, a barely visible sign of his interest. Maybe this thing with therapy wouldn't be bad after all...he could get with that hot piece of-no.
He couldn't.
Ever since his parents had found out he was gay, the line on his disownment had been nearly crossed. Never had he been socially allowed a boyfriend. Even though it wasn't them to control him at this age, even though they weren't around him every day, the fear of them ever finding out, of mom looking down from heaven and frowning upon him was enough to discourage him.
His thoughts were interrupted by the shrill, irritating voice of "Myla"
"What's your name, hon? Pull off you're hood so we can see you for a bit. We're all friends here."
Castiel sighed softly and obeyed the command by habit-he wasn't one to try to rebel-and pulled off the hood. His untamed hair stuck out only extenuating his utterly homeless seeming, pale, stubble-covered face
"I'm Castiel." Cas growled, not giving any addiction.
Dean snorted and then gave Charlie a pointed look. Why did you have to tell everyone my trauma? He looked at Castiel, he looked...pale, and his untamed black hair suited him. -brb-
A few more introductions around the circle, had Cas pulling his sweater tighter around himself. He didn't feel like he trust any of these people...Maybe the one with the abuse issues. Maybe not, it was abuse, and there was everything with-"So, who wants to start?" Myla said, once again interrupting his internal monologue. A silence followed the question. Evidently he had missed something.
"Start what?" He asked, tilting his head in a confused way
"How you feel!....Carl....or...ummm...You're name again?" Myla asked, looking almost comically worried over forgetting his name
" His name is Castiel," Dean barked to the women, whose name he had forgotten. Charlie slapped him on the back on his head." Be polite or don't say anything at all." Dean rolled his eyes, but gave Castiel a small nod, as if he was saying 'sorry about that man.'
-sorry for my short posts I'll work on it-
((really, it's cool. We're all different. :)))Cas glanced at the man who had been the object of his interest the entire time with surprise. Silently, he scanned him more thoroughly, over his well toned body and freckles, through the sandy blonde hair and forestry green eyes. It took him a moment to realize the room had gone silent, and he had been staring
"Umm...yeah. Castiel." Myla said awkwardly
"I feel like this is important, and is an obligation to my brother." Cas said quickly, blushing furiously at the ground
Dean wished that he could have a closer look at Castiel, but a big guy, Bobby was his name? Was covering his view, all he knew that Castiel had a rough voice made for sex and that he was pale as a vampire. He saw Charlie giving him a knowing smirk.
Cas stared at the ground for the entirety of the rest of the meeting, feeling too humiliated to continue anything. But he would definitely be coming back. Oh definitely
Once the meeting was over, Dean went to the refreshment stand and got himself a cookie because he wanted to be a fattie, and he also wanted to catch a glimpse of Castiel.
Cas continued to sit in the chair, going over his thought process this Dean character. He certainly was attractive. And damn if he wasn't well-built. But deep inside himself, he craved a long-standing relationship...and Dean couldn't give that to him. He seemed too iffy. Probably. Just a one-night-stand kind of guy, it felt


