Late Night Texts 21

S: I dare you to ask him.

D: Why?

S: Because it'll be funny as hell.

D: You know he won't get it.

S: That's why it'll be funny.

D: …fine. I'll ask him.

S: But you can't just ask him.

D: What?! Sam, you just told me to ask him!

S: No, I mean you have to ask him. But you can't just come out of the blue and ask him. You have to work up to it.

D: Fine.

D: Jerk.

S: Bitch.

D: Hey, Cas, can I ask you something?

C: You do not normally ask my permission. Are you all right?

D: I'm fine, but can I ask you something?

C: Yes, you are physically able to ask me something.

D: Dammit, Cas! You know what I mean!

C: And you know my answer.

D: But you have to promise you'll answer it honestly.

C: Of course.

D: And you can't tell anyone. You have to promise me you won't tell anyone.

C: I promise, Dean.

D: It's serious Cas. You can't tell anybody. Any. Fucking. Body.

C: Dean, who would I tell?

D: Sammy.  

C: Your brother and I do not see eye to eye, Dean. Why would I tell him anything?

D: Are you hating on Sam?

C: No, Dean. I am merely pointing out the fact that Sam and I are not always in agreement.

D: So you do like Sam?

C: He's your brother, and you love him. Since you share your love between Sam and I, it is only right that I like him.

D: …that's…that's actually really nice of you, Cas.

C: I do not care if it is nice or not, I only care that I please you.

D: Oh, you please me all right.

C: You meant that sexually, didn't you?

D: You're a quick learner, Cas. Come down here and I can teach you something else.


S: So how did it go?

D: Oh it went great.

S: How'd he react?

D: In ways you couldn't imagine.

S: You didn't ask him, did you?

D: No I did not.

S: You got laid, didn't you?

D: Yes I did.

S: Dammit, Dean, why?!

D: Dat ass man. Dat ass.