Author: @mattzerella-sticks
Artist: @foxymoley
Rating: M
Word Count: 12k
Warnings: Recreational Drug Use and Sex ;)
Summary: Castiel Novak resigned himself to permanent bachelorhood, understanding that maintaining a work-life balance is impossible. Even if his best friend Sam Winchester made it look easy. Although not everything in Samās life is as perfect as Castiel thinks as Samās brother shows up unexpectedly and casts a shadow over his best friendās mood.
Through random meetings, the mystery of Dean Winchester grows and captivates Castiel. Is he really as bad as Sam thinks? Why did he move here, to where Sam lives? Why is he so stupidly attractive and straight?
Will this hippie be able to answer these questions, and show workaholic Castiel how to truly relax?
Posting Date: September 22, 2019
Excerpt:
Trying to stand was not an option; even the slightest inch caused Castielās back to ripple further with pain, enough for a low groan to eek out past his lips. His bag slipped down his shoulder to hit against the ground, joining the other that had a much softer landing.
Past the haze of his agony, Castiel heard the bus doors sliding close and it driving away. āGreat,ā he hissed, āJust greatā¦ā
āDude, I think this isnāt the right place for some light stretchingā¦ā
Blood rushed faster to Castielās face at the sound of Deanās voice. āDeanā¦ā Castiel said, āHelpā¦ā
Dean knelt down beside him, Castiel unable to see more than his foot in his line of sight. A soft touch prodded at his back, toying with the pain there. Castiel bit his lip, grunts lost in his mouth. āSuch a tight knotā¦ā Dean sighed, āCas, buddy, what happened?ā
āBent downā¦ā Castiel struggled to explain, āPain⦠Hurt before but not ā not like this.ā
āYour backās seriously messed up,ā Dean told him, āProbably from sitting at a desk all day doing whatever it is guys in suits do.ā
Castiel scowled. āNo⦠working outā¦ā
āAnd did you stretch before and after?ā
He didnāt respond. Castiel hadnāt had time for that, only managing enough time in his breaks to use the weights and the machines before he needed to be back in the office.
Dean took his silence as answer enough. āOkay, come on, let me help you out.ā
āWhat are you going to do?ā
āIām going to fix your back.ā










