Dean looks out across the dance floor, it’s dark, but he can pick Cas out of the crowd as the blue lights dance across his dark hair.
Dean makes his way to him, the crowd parting like a sea, he swallows, his throat is dry.
“Hey...Hey Cas.”
Castiel looks at Dean and smiles, a small smile, and as he begins to speak, a tall blond comes to wrap his arm around Castiel’s waist.
He says “Hey babe,” and kisses Cas’ cheek, Cas looks flustered, unsure, but he looks to the man and says “Hello.”
The man looks to Dean with sharp eyes, Castiel catches the tension and rushes to introduce them, “Dean, this is Jeff, Jeff- Dean.”
Dean shakes that hand firm even though he wants to rush back into the crowd and hide forever there.
He tries to smile, but it doesn’t work.
Cas is with someone new, with Jeff. He’s not sure he’ll ever get over it.
