"So... This someone new. Describe her."
Dean rolled his eyes but smiled. "First off. "She's" a guy. And this guy has incredibly sexy hair, a hot jawline, and some crazy blue eyes."
Cas put his hand under his chin and leaned in close. "Hmm. Not getting the picture be more specific."
"He serves a kickass cup of coffee, has crazy workers, and just happens to be sitting right in front of me."
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Soul |•| Destiel
Fanfiction[completed] "What will you like?" "Coffee. Black. Like my soul." •barista!cas• •firefighter!dean•
