#second dates

Next chapter for this little cute story. I know Rafael might seem a little out of character for this but I would argue that we haven't seen how he would treat someone he was interested in who also showed that interested back so....

Warnings: None. Just once again my attempt at flirtation. Hints towards something spicer.

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You were standing at the meeting point in the park waiting for Rafael, one of your light scarves wrapped around your neck to help keep you warm. The weather still hadn’t completely turned but the sun was hidden behind some clouds, and a small breeze was rustling through the trees, bringing with it the promised chill that makes itself known during the night. You had chosen comfort for the day but you had still strived to style your choices. You picked a pair of leggings that hugged your legs rather nicely, and you had paired it with a simple shirt that was slightly oversized with the front tucked in and the back hanging loosely. Over the top you wore a light coat that cinched a little around your waist before flaring slightly. Topped off with a pair of black joggers and your scarf you thought you looked rather cute. You had braided your hair to stop it from blowing in the breeze not wanting it to impede your view of Rafael.

You glanced down at your phone checking the time, it was 12:10, Rafael had messaged letting you know that he was going to be a little late. It was a quick message, and none had come since but you weren’t concerned, knowing the work he did and that even though it was the weekend Rafael would still be busy. You rocked back and forth a little on your heels as you admired the gorgeous view of the trees and the colour their leaves were changing to. It was stunning.

“I am so sorry,” a voice huffed behind you. You turned to see Rafael, his cheeks flushed red as he took deep breaths.

“Rafael,” you smiled. “It’s fine, you aren’t that late and besides you let me know that it was a possibility. Though I must say I am rather…pleased that you were willing to run here.”

Rafael took one last breath as it started to normalise, a chuckle interrupting it at the coy way you spoke. He ran his eyes over your form, taking in your slightly red nose and the few strands of hair that were falling out of your braid. He had hoped that he hadn’t underdressed with his workout gear on with a scarf, although it was going to only be a walk he wanted to be comfortable for it and he was glad to see that you had done the same. Of course he thought you pulled it off better than he did but he maybe becoming a little biased when it came to you. He still found your red nose adorable.

“Well, you are definitely worth running to, Miss Librarian,” he grinned, enjoying the way your cheeks flushed red. He had noticed last night that you did so rather easily, along with how your eyes would skirt away from his when you got shy. “And you look lovely today.”

“Thank you,” you said softly reaching up to brush away a stray strand from your face. “Um, this is my favourite walk in the park.”

“I can see why, it is rather beautiful,” Rafael nodded at the trees as the two of you set off down the path. You both walked close together, shoulders brushing every now and then.

“One of the reasons I love this weather. Spring has beautiful colours of course but there is something about the colours in autumn,” you agreed. “Plus I enjoy being cozy, and that is difficult to do in summer with the heat.”

“Cozy?” Rafael asked.

“Yes, you know bundled up with a blanket, a good book and a cup of tea or a glass of wine, while it’s raining outside,” you nodded. “Wearing thick scarves and coats, drinking hot chocolate after a relaxing walk. Cozy.”

“That does sound rather nice I’ll admit,” Rafael agreed as his hand brushed yours again. He was tempted to take hold of it but didn’t know if you would accept that just yet.

“Hm,” you hummed a little glancing down at his hand that was very close to yours, the backs brushing when your shoulders did. You worried your bottom lip as you looked up at his profile. His strong nose and jawline catching your attention, he was breath taking. You reached your hand out a little, letting your fingers brush against his to test the waters before taking hold of his hand. “Is this okay?”

“One little change I think,” Rafael whispered as he changed the grip you had made intertwining your fingers. “Much better.”

A slight breeze carried a few leaves to float down around the two of you as you walked across the little bridge. It had been silent for a few moments but like at the restaurant not an awkward one. It was comfortable, as you lightly swung your joint hands between you. Rafael found the action adorable his eyes taking the chance to trace over your face as you watched the leaves flutter down onto the water.

“Were you in the office this morning?” you asked curious.

“Yes unfortunately,” Rafael grumbled. “Apparently the detectives got busy last night, I had yet more warrants to get for them as well as trial prep for a previous case.”

“Very busy morning for you,” you said. “I do hope that this doesn’t put you behind on anything.” You didn’t want to cause Rafael any stress in regards to how much work he had to do.

“Not at all, in fact it is a welcome reason to leave my office,” Rafael waved away your concern. “Besides, Liv has been rather good at keeping things off my desk unless necessary.”

“Oh?” you were a little confused. “How so?”

“Normally, my night would have been interrupted by what the detectives did last night but Liv knew I was at dinner with you and made sure we weren’t disturbed,” Rafael smiled.

“That was rather kind of her,” you said. “Please tell her thanks from me? I’m rather grateful that our night wasn’t interrupted.”

“I will pass that on,” Rafael nodded. “Of course she will be smug about it all.”

“You know from what you have told me about Liv, I already like her,” you grinned.

“Yes, I am rather dreading when the two of you meet,” Rafael sighed. “She teases me relentlessly and you have already shown you seem inclined to do that as well.”

“Mr Lawyer, when I meet her?” you asked, Rafael realised how he phrased that comment. He debated correcting himself but he had never been one to do so, especially when he meant something.

“Yes when,” he said again. “If of course you want to, eventually.”

“Well, I would love that,” you said. “I’ve already said I like her, and besides I can’t wait to hear what stories she has about you.”

“I am already regretting this,” Rafael groaned hanging his head as you laughed at his response.

“Too late to take it back now, I’m afraid,” you tapped him on the arm. He grabbed hold of those fingers in a teasing grip, the two of you had stopped walking standing to the edge of the path, hands still intwined. He lifted the fingers he had grabbed teasingly up to his mouth and pressing his lips to them softly, your mouth parted in a small ‘o’ shape, cheeks turning a red to match your nose.

“I must admit to once again being wrong,” Rafael stated, eyes roving over your face. “This weather is rather good for a nice walk through the park.”

“Oh? What made you change your mind?” you asked, a little confused by the change in topic but your mind was still reeling from the kiss he placed on the tips of your fingers. “You said you preferred the summer?”

“Oh I still do,” Rafael nodded. “But how can I completely disagree when you look ravishing in this weather, it truly suits you.”

“You…I…” you stuttered unable to process a response. You had not been expecting that.

Rafael watched with a slightly guarded look, he was hoping that that hadn’t been too much. Rafael was not the kind of man who half hearted things, he always put his all into his cases and his personal life got the same treatment. He wanted to start things off right, he wanted to be honest especially in regards to how he felt and thought about you. He had always been that way, it sometimes worked for the best but other times it had backfired. If it was going to do that with you, he wanted it to backfire before he got too deep, before the budding feeling of attraction grew, which it was slowly doing every minute.

“I hope that wasn’t too much,” he whispered voice a little vulnerable. “I-”

“No it wasn’t!” you interrupted almost shouting. “I mean, I didn’t expect it. But it wasn’t too much, I’ve always rather liked the idea of someone who doesn’t shy away from expressing themselves and their thoughts.”

“Good, good,” Rafael smiled, he started to walk again lightly tugging on your joint hands. “Shall we continue?”

“Yes,” you nodded, your face still incredibly red as you walked beside him.

You caught him glancing at you a few times, his jaw a little tense as if he was clenching it. You squeezed his hand, offering him a sweet little smile hoping to put him at ease. At first you hadn’t been sure how to react to what he had said, people had commented on how pretty you are or beautiful but never had they said you looked ravishing, especially dressed in work out gear with your nose very red from the cold. But once what he said had actually sunk in, well, you became incredibly shy. It wasn’t a common occurrence but this man, this bloody man seemed to bring it out a lot. With his smiles and serious eyes when he says things, that coming from others would be said teasingly or even mockingly but him, him they were said with such a serious tone and the look in his eyes when he said them, you couldn’t take them any other way. And that intensity made you shy.

“How was your morning?” Rafael asked, hoping to bring you back out of the shell you seemed to disappear into. He thought it was endearing, how you could become shy from things he would say or do.

“It was good, didn’t do much honestly,” you started. “I finished the latest book I was on and picked the next one out of my jar.”

“Your jar?” Rafael asked, curiosity peaked.

“Oh yes, I have a lot of books, both physical and on kindle as I love buying books as much as I love reading them,” you explained. “And so it’s sometimes a little tricky to pick which book to read next so, I have two jars, one full the names of the unread physical books I own and one for my kindle, since I read that at work or if I decide to commute instead of drive.”

“That is a genius idea,” Rafael said. “What book did you just finish? Was it a physical one or one on your kindle?”

“It was a physical one, it was the last book in a series, the Ember Quartet by Sabaa Tahir, a rather good one actually,” you said, voice getting excited. “There was a few things I didn’t see coming and I was very happy with the ending.  It was rather poetic in a way I suppose. It has a roman inspired world, with a fascinating magic system and some really good character development!”

You gestured with your hands as you talked, the one still linked with Rafael’s hand bringing his with it. Rafael continued watching as you gushed about the book series, managing to talk about it without giving away any spoilers but still painting the world quite vividly. That light that he saw in your eyes last night when you discussed the importance of reading was back, and he never wanted it to leave. He loved listening to people talk about things they loved, they would always get so animated and he was a little chuffed that you hadn’t let go of his hand. He was content to have his hand moved about in yours as you gestured.

“And it is best not to get attached to any of the characters,” you finished, looking over at Rafael. The look on his face was similar to the one he had last night when you had stopped yourself from rambling. It was soft. Gentle. And almost adoring. He had a small smile on his face.

“That series does sound very good,” Rafael smiled. “I’m a little curious now, do you know if there is an audible version of it?”

“Oh, um, I’m not sure but I can definitely find out for you,” you grinned.

“Thank you,” Rafael’s smile changed to a cheeky one. “Though I wouldn’t say no to you reading it too me.”

“Oh, you don’t want that,” you laughed. “I’d stop all the time to gush about something or another.”

“Commentary as well? Even better!” Rafael cheered, bringing your joint hands up to his lips to place a kiss on the back of it without a second thought. You were thinking that you would need to get use to the easy affection.

“I suppose I could be convinced then,” you teased. “With some…how do you fancy lawyers say it? Conditions and consideration? Is it?”

“Consideration?” he asked, eyebrow raised.

“Yes, I do believe that is something that comes up in contracts isn’t it?” you replied, for a moment unsure that you had remembered correctly. “I do something, for something in return? Like I buy something for money? Or am I wrong?”

“No, not all,” Rafael smiled. “So, tell me, what conditions?”

“I pay for the drinks we’ll be getting in a moment,” you nodded towards the little coffee stand as the two of you came to stop just before it. “And, if you truly want me to read them to you…you’ll come to my apartment for it?”

“I can agree with those two conditions but so far I am only seeing benefits for me,” Rafael nodded.

“Oh don’t worry I was getting there,” you grinned. “You said that your mum made sure you could cook. Before I read, you cook me dinner?”

“Each time?” Rafael asked for confirmation.

“Of course, each time,” you agreed.

“A standing date then,” Rafael finalised. “Shall we try and do it every week?”

“Agreed, Mr Barba,” you hesitated for a split second before deciding it was your time to try and fluster Rafael. You leaned close, shifting your gaze from his right eye, to his left and back again before you lightly pressed your lips to his cheek. As you leaned back you noticed a slight red tinge to his cheeks. Inside you did a little dance happy that for once it appeared he didn’t know what to say. “What’s this Mr Lawyer? Have I finally made you lost for words?”

You unlinked you hand from his to put your arms around his shoulders, moving even closer to him, almost touching him entirely. You bit your lip, a little nervous that you had maybe stepped over a line until his hands found their home on your hips and you saw his eyes darken a little as they flicked down your lips before back up to yours.

“Only momentarily, chica,” Rafael hummed. “Would it be alright if I kissed you? I have been thinking about it since we met.”

“Well, this is the second date,” you jokingly pondered. “And you have been the utmost gentleman…minus some teasing here and there…yes, I do believe you may kiss me.”

“Cheeky,” Rafael tsked.

He tugged you fully against him grinning at your soft exhale at the movement. Your arms linked behind his head as he lowered his lips to yours. You weren’t one to really believe in that sparks with the first kiss trope that your read in your romance books, though you liked to think it was possible. And feeling Rafael gently press his lips against yours again and again before increasing the pressure moving them against yours, you almost believed it. The two of you broke apart, keeping in mind that you were in a public place, Rafael lightly kissed your nose before taking a step back but not letting you go.

“I’ll take all the cheek for kisses like that,” he smirked, watching as you nibbled on your lip, swiping your tongue over your lips. “Keep doing that and I’ll be tempted to kiss you again.”

“An error to tell me that,” you laughed. “I’ll know how to get more kisses from you in the future.”

“Maybe that was my plan all along,” Rafael pointed out.

“Whatever you say,” you laughed removing your arms from around his neck and taking his hand again. “Shall we get a warm drink?” you tugged him towards the stand.

“Hmm, I’d rather more kisses but I will take the drink,” Rafael grumbled letting you pull him along grinning when you turned around to wink at him.

“Trust me to order again?” you asked just before you got to the front.

“I believe so,” Rafael nodded, he privately thought that he may start to trust you with anything.

“Could I get two large hot chocolates please, with some mint?” you asked the vendor.

“Right away, love,” he smiled. “Glad I didn’t start making it with hazelnut this time.”

“Well, it’s not often you have mint,” you cheeked, handing over some money for the drinks. Rafael waited bedside you, enjoying learning something about you, you turned to him with a smile. “Trust me, you’re going to love this.”

“Hm, I think so,” Rafael answered so softly. You sent him a quizzical look, not quite understanding why he responded in such a way but before you could ask the vendor was handing over your two drinks. You both got out of the way of the people behind you, you took a sip enjoying the minty chocolate warming you up. You watched Rafael take a sip, bouncing a little waiting for his response.

“You definitely weren’t lying chica,” Rafael licked his lips savouring the taste. “I take it you are regular here?”

“Oh yes, whenever I go for my walks I tend to come here for a hot drink before I continue on,” you said. “There are some chairs just over there, if the weather is nice I will stay for a little while and read.”

“I hope you don’t mind if we continue walking while we drink?” Rafael asked.

“Not a bit,” you smiled holding out your hand wiggling your fingers. “But only if we hold hands.”

“Twist my arm,” Rafael muttered lacing his fingers with yours again as the two of you continued your walk. You grinned leading the way to the loop that led back to where you had started. The rest of the walk flew by in easy conversation just like the night before. The both of you wanted to drag the date on but Rafael admitted that he should get back to work, at least for a little while longer and you knew that you had to get some more things done before you started work tomorrow.

“So,” you started. “This was…fantastic.”

“I’m inclined to agree,” Rafael said his hand reaching up to cup your cheek. “Full disclosure, I may be a bit busy in the next coming week the current case seems to be picking up and I start a trial in three days. But I would like to see you, even briefly when we can arrange it.”

“I would as well,” you nodded leaning a little into his hand, moving just enough to place a kiss on his palm. “I’m more than happy to work around your schedule, as mine is pretty standard not often that I am needed outside my shifts. Plus my lunch hour can be whenever, for the most part.”

“Perhaps we could meet for coffee and/or lunch in a few days?” Rafael asked, taking a step closer.

“Sounds good,” you agreed eyes shifting between his and his lips, wanting to try out the triangle trick. You grinned a little at the response it seemed to elicit from the man as he leaned down to hover over your lips.

“Teasing woman,” he growled lowly just before he pressed his lips to yours again this time he pulled away quicker but not before gently biting at your lower lip. You struggled to hold in the whine at that, following after him a little. “Good thing I rather like that.”

“Good…” you whispered, voice a little breathy before you tried to focus. “Lunch? A few days?” Rafael smirked gently at your short questions, he had heard the start of the whine before you stopped it when he pulled away from your lips and it created a need, a want to hear what noises you would make for him. He forced that heat down, he wanted to go slow with you to build up the desire and tension between the two of you.

“We’ll aim for two days from now. I’ll message you a time and place, once I know for certain,” Rafael answered voice equally soft.

“I can’t wait,” you grinned. “But don’t worry if work gets busy…I could always drop by with some take out. If you want of course.”

“You’d be willing to do that if I have to cancel?” Rafael asked. The few times he had dated in the past none of them had offered to alter the plans to fit into the hectic work hours of his job. And the times he had suggested it some of them did it, though they weren’t necessarily with how many times they had to do it. The rest would refuse, claiming it wasn’t a true date.

“Of course, I enjoy spending time with you and I would like to whenever and however possible,” you nodded, darting in to kiss his cheek again. “So long as it doesn’t interfere with your work.”

“If I can’t make the lunch date I would love for you to drop by the office,” Rafael took your hand to place a kiss on your knuckles. “Message me when you get home?”

“Hmm, sure,” you said face soft and open as you squeezed his hand before letting it go. “I’ll see you in two days, Rafael.”

Rafael was still smiling after you parted ways, the two of you both looked back once or twice until you were out of sight. He was already excited for lunch, and a little part of him wanted it to be at his office so you could see him in his element. If he worked in a different area he would eventually invite you to watch him in court but there was no way he would ever want you to watch one of his trials. He wouldn’t lie about the fact that he is a proud man, and definitely a little arrogant in his regards to his work and the thought of being able to show that off to you, well, it pleased some buried part of himself. He was busy planning what suit he would wear that day wanting to impress you with it. He returned to the office, hoping that if he got a lot done today nothing would interfere with the lunch plans.

This is the thing I wrote.

How Do You Top A Taylor Swift Wedding?

No Second Date and It’s OK

Two weeks ago I went on a first date at an art museum.  I met Man 1 online.  Online dating is a misnomer.  You don’t date online.  You meet men online.  I must say for the most part I haven’t had much success  with meeting men online.  The first time I tried online dating was about a year after my divorce.  I  went on quite a few first some second dates.  I didn’t seem to get past the third or…

Este domingo llegan a Cuatro las 'Second dates' (@firstdates_tv)

Se ha convertido en el fenómeno de la temporada en Cuatro, ha conseguido levantar una de las franjas que más debilitadas tenía la cadena (access prime time) acercándose a las cuotas que a diario marca laSexta  y es ya el programa más visto de la webde la cadena. Por ello no sorprende que Mediaset España quiera seguir explotando el fenómeno de las primeras citas a ciegas apostando por un especial…

finding this quote has given me hope this morning after my first date last night that I was so excited about. so many things in common, so many things not in common but interested in each other, driven and passionate, kind and thoughtful. so why then did he completely avoid my statement about wanting to go out again? 

it hurt. i fell asleep crying in my clothes. i woke up with a literal dark cloud hovering over me to accompany the actual ones in the sky. thoughts of failure and being unlovable started to take over my brain and heart and i felt like i’ll never find a guy who wants to take me out a second time, one that i’m genuinely interested in and attracted to.

but this article has helped me to see that i cannot make it about me and i can move on. no, i don’t think i’ll be dating for a while, but i’m not going to let his actions drive me into a cave.

The Second of First Dates… Philly Edition

I guess this second date doesn’t really count as a full date, but we still spent time together so I feel it’s appropriate to write about. Peter and I met up after he had finished studying and I came to meet him with the pup. 

We chose to walk around the city, for two reasons; it was a lovely (albeit chilly) evening and the pup needed a walk. This date, for me anyway, had a few end goals. I wanted…

(something to read while I read the-inquisitor-rio)

The first time it had been nothing more than an awkward first date. With him trying hard to impress Castiel, while the other was focus on his watch. At the end of the date when Castiel did not invite him over but more like left him standing by the door with a simple it has been lovely good night; he thought there was no way on hell Castiel will call him again. Shame he did like him they seem to have somethings in common and unlike other dates, this one sounded more mature, but no regretfully and full of questions he walked back to his car thinking what had gone wrong, then he mentally counted how many times Castiel had looked at his watch.

He understands everyone is a busy person, Castiel worked on a big company and he was bound to have some responsibilities on hold but still more than three times. He goes home and tries to forget about the failed date after all if Castiel does want something else with him he has his number. By the end of the week while he is dealing with a long boring meeting about marketing he gets a text, at first he ignores it, you don't get to manage an entire company by getting distracted. He calls for another meeting and is about to leave for his following appointment when at grabbing his phone it vibrates reminding him of the awaiting message.

“Can we meet for drinks.” followed by another,

“Sorry is me Castiel” followed once more by another.

“We went on a date last Friday”

Crowley cannot help but smile at the messages they are like a child is sending them, he looks at his phone is barely two in the afternoon so he doubts Castiel wants to meet right now. His assistant reminds him that there are things waiting on him.

“Yeah I remember.” he tries not to sound too eager. “I won't be free till seven, would that be okay”

He is already on the car on his way to his next appointment. When the next message come through.

“Yes of course, no problem, sorry it took me long to answer I was busy.” Looking at the message his smile comes free, while his assistant just glares at him raising an eyebrow and rolling his eyes.

“Do you know the bar on fifth and Dullard, the Roadhouse.” no he does not know the bar but he can easily manage to find his way to it.

Another smile and a quick message telling Castiel not to worry, he will be there. His assistant Guthrie, looks at him and just before he rolls his eyes. Crowley intervenes.

“Do you want me to die alone.” He says putting his phone away with a smile still on his lips.

“Of course not Sir.” He fixes his eyes once again on his tablet making sure they are not running late to any of the following appointments,  also making sure to do a background check on this Castiel no longer than tomorrow morning.

He is counting the minutes for his last appointment to fall through, by the time is finally done he is already climbing the walls. Glancing at Guthrie who regards him with bored eyes. By seven o' clock he  is already sitting on say bar sipping on a drink, Castiel had not implied this being a date, oh but he wants it so bad. Castiel walks in  few minutes after seven, and at this point Crowley heart is already jumping with enthusiasm.

“I wanted to apologize.” To Crowley’s ears this could go either way. “Last time, when we meet I didn't wanted to be there, and then you were so nice in all the extension, but I still did not wanted to be there.” So it was true, well at this point Crowley just don't know what exactly he is still doing there. “I also wanted to ask it would be possible to get a redo.”

On his defense his brain was already going through all things Cas related and shredding them away when the question was formulated. He sits and stares at Cas for a long minute only to come back with a. “What...”

“If you don't want to is okay I understand…” Castiel leans in to the table to take a long sip of his beer wishing he could disappear at this moment.

“Let me just make this clear, you want to go on a date again, with me.” His heart skips a beat while waiting for Castiel to answer the question.

“Ahh… Like I said if you don't… want to, is fine.” He is blushing the heavens are opening the angels are singing and the man in front of him is blushing.

“No...” he answers fast before the other one changes his mind. “I want to… of course I want to. Would Saturday be okay.” he asks cautious.

“Saturday… O hmm, yeah Saturday will be fine.” Castiel says smiling.

The dates goes a bit better than the first one, at least until the looking at the clock comes back they are barely in the middle of their dinner and Crowley was gonna suggests maybe a movie or something more romantic like a walk on the park. Then Castiel glances at his watch, simple thing nothing so drastic, they continue their conversation and fifteen minutes later Castiel looks again. Before dessert he excuses himself to the bathroom and takes such a long time, that Crowley starts to wonder if he had been stood up. When he finally comes backs Crowley knows by the look on his face that the date is over. He softly apologizes to Crowley stating that something has come up. Crowley doesn't say much but takes his home, once more Castiel tells him it has been lovely and good night.

Now he is sure he will never see him again, on the upper hand he doesn’t have the time for it either. His company gets into a hiccup and more than one time he spends his night at his office, his phone lays forgotten on the bottom of his suit quietly. More than one time he feels tempted to call on Castiel and ask what happened, but he doesn't everyone is entitle to their own opinion and maybe Cast was just confirming that they were not as compatible as Crowley thought.

Is Sunday morning when he finally wakes up on his bed, without nothing to do but drink coffee. Among a long list of calls from clients, a few friends, he also has a new message. It was received on Friday afternoon.

“Hello, is Castiel, would you like to have drinks, same place...”

He doesn’t understand, why asking again if didn't went well. The message was sent of Friday, and he could not respond he thinks of Castiel sitting on the bar waiting for him, drinking a beer, he feels bad; but really there is no much to so now is already Sunday, he makes his coffee and drinks it while trying hard to read the news paper, still eying his phone, now he feels like Castile with his watch. After a bit munching on his ideas, he calls him instead of messaging.

“Hello Castiel, is Crowley.” There is a bunch of noise on his back it could be a bar but is barely ten, so...

“Yes, ohm hello, how are you.”

“Am good...” he did not called to discuss the weather so get to the point. “you sent a message on Friday...”

“Ohm, yeah you never replied… So I thought you were busy.” Castiel stops, and it sounds like someone is talking to him.

“Yeah I was, and apparently so are you right now… so am gonna let you go.” Crowley sighs.

“Would you like to come, is… is a whole day thing… Is a friends party...” Now Crowley is truly confused, he should hang the phone and walk away while he can this man is just so indecisive. Crowley is at the end, maybe he should tell him in person, that is the only reason as why he decides to say yes.

Castiel gives him the address with enthusiasm, and after debating and getting off the car more than once he goes. Parking lot at the park is another dance, he easily spot Castiel at the party, there is more than one good looking guy at it. What in hell is he doing there get in your car and go home, he should he thinks opening the door of the car.

“Crowley.” There is smiling blue eyed guy named Castiel standing in front of him. “You came, good… Ohm, we have burgers…” Castiel stops realizing Crowley was leaving.

“Listen Cas… Castiel, am a busy person, and you are a busy person and I just don't think...” A little girl comes running up to them, blonde hair, blue eyes no older than five. She goes and hugs one Castiel legs. Eyes shy of Crowley.

“Oh... Ahm right...” Castile states right before the girl embraces him. “this is Claire my daughter.”

“Beg you pardon...” Now this is turn up.

“I was gonna give you an explanation the other night, but then it happen again and I felt so embarrassed.” He pauses to look at his daughter, and softly pass a hand through her hand. “The first time she had fever, and I did not wanted to go but the nanny, my brother, pushed me out the door, the second time she was at a sleepover and called me because she wanted to go home.”

He has no words to get out of this one, so he does what he is best at and tries to charm his way out. “Hello Claire, how about your daddy and I go push you in the swings”

…