They talked about favorite foods, favorite bands, where they wanted to go, and anything else until it got late.
Castiel looked down at his watch at one point and frowned. "I should be getting home... Amara will be pissed..." he muttered before standing up.
Dean stood up as well and put his hand out. Cas looked down at his hand and back up into Dean's green eyes, eyebrows raised. "We should... we should do this again. Okay?"
The other boy smiled, only slightly. "We should."
YOU ARE READING
Entries |•| Destiel
Fanfiction"I think you have my... journal." "I do. And I've learned a lot about you. Coffee?" •patient!cas •student!dean
