Dean came in at 11:31.
Everyone behind the counter went silent, small smiles on their lips.
"Hey Cas... And company." Dean said with a smile playing on his lips.
"Black coffee. Like you asked." Cas said cheerily.
"Thanks."
And then he left.
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Soul |•| Destiel
Fanfiction[completed] "What will you like?" "Coffee. Black. Like my soul." •barista!cas• •firefighter!dean•
