deancasbigbang:

Title: Now That I Found You
Author: Casloveshisfreckles
Artist: Mariah Rockwell
Rating: Explicit
Pairings: Dean/Cas (minor Sam/Sarah, Charlie/Gilda)
Wordcount: 120000
Warnings/Tags: Artist!Cas, Police Officer Dean, slow burn, alternate universe, fluff, humor, past hurt/comfort, top!cas, bottom!dean, team switch
Posting: 10/3/2018

Summary:

After a nasty breakup, moving thousands of miles away from nothing but problems doesn’t seem crazy to Dean Winchester. Especially not when it means he gets to be closer to his little brother Sam, in his third year at Stanford.

Dean’s out and proud and finally in a city that allows the life he needs. What he wants though, he finds when he meets a hipster artist named Cas and all the colors he comes with.

Their broken roads merge during a coffee shop meet cute, and there’s no such thing as holding on too tight if neither is willing to pull apart.

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“Well, good morning, Officer. Fancy meeting you here.”

Dean’s eyes widen and he turns to see Cas standing behind him, a twinkle in his eye. “Reading something good?” he asks.

Dean swallows. “Just some messages from a cute guy I met.” He tucks his phone back into his shirt pocket with a wink.

Oh my god, that was cheesy dude, he’s not gonna fall for that.

But Castiel smiles wide and damn, he’s beautiful. “Is that so? Got a hot date?”

Huh, maybe Dean’s not so bad at this.

He nods and ducks his head, taking a second to appreciate the man in front of him. Cas has a yoga bag slung around his back and he’s wearing black capri yoga pants that hug every curve of his thighs. Dean licks his lips and thinks he’d really like to bite into them.

Fucking hell.

The neck of Cas’ oversized shirt shows off collar bones that Dean wants to lick and he flushes red when Cas clears his throat.

Cas has one eyebrow raised, and he’s wearing a smirk when Dean’s eyes get back to his face. His tongue darts out to wet his lips and Dean imagines this is what a coronary feels like.

Dean’s not going to survive this man.

He takes a steadying breath in through his nose and gives Cas his sweetest smile in some kind of attempt to play off his open staring. “I’m not one to brag but my date? He’s fuckin’ gorgeous.”

Point Winchester.

A faint blush paints Cas’ cheeks and he leans into Dean’s personal space. “Bendy too.”

Dean’s mouth falls open and Cas turns with a wink so he can order his coffee, his dark hair thick and wild. Dean wonders if it’s as soft as it looks.

Nope. He’s not going to survive this at all.