what a day!!!!!!!! nothing happened and i was tired
FINE! YOU GO TO BED TOO!!
NO. YOU CANT MAKE ME >:(
cause of death: jensen’s arms
dean and castiel meet at a party. smut/fluff ensues. (warnings: bottom/sub!dean, dirty talk, misunderstanding re gender and cas in panties). [ao3]
"Benny, man, I hope you know you owe me for the rest of your life," Dean grumbles to his friend as he looks around the packed frat house. There’s obnoxiously loud thumping music, smoke machines and shitty Halloween decorations and a metric fuckton of people dressed up in varying shades of awful costumes. It’s all Dean can do not to back slowly out of the front door they’re standing in the middle of and just go home.
Benny, being the sweet, kindhearted asshole that he is just grins and slaps Dean on the shoulder, “Aw, c’mon brother, it’ll be fun!”
He starts moving into the crowd and Dean sighs as he follows the other boy, shouldering his way through the crowd. A few people from his classes wave when they see him and he gives them a pained smile, wanting to find the DJ and punch them in the dick for the stupid techno music that’s playing. God, he hates parties.
Their destination is apparently the kitchen and it is packed with people milling around snack tables that have candy and cookies (so it’s a rich, classy asshole frat then) and the kegs.