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Started July 05, 2019 by Deleted user

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"Well of course they are, you're a wonderful cook." He took a few more bites of pasta, humming happily. "I'm just saying, sometimes you eat mac and cheese and you don't need anything else."

“That is very true.” Cas agreed, happily swaying in his seat as he ate. He took a sip of the coffee he had made earlier, wishing they could be this relaxed all the time. “So it’s gonna be eggs for dinner tonight.” He said, already thinking of a few omelet recipes that they could do

"Eggs and hash browns. Oh! And maybe pancakes, if I can dig out the mix." He bounced in his seat happily, imagining the possibilities. Breakfast food was cheap, which meant he had a lot more of it and they had a lot more room for creativity. "We can do a full spread, I may not have much dinner stuff but I'm drowning in breakfast stuff."

“And here I thought you didn’t want to get fancy.” Cas said, very much amused by Tolly’s enthusiasm. “But we can defiantly do a whole spread. That’d be great! If we can find pancake mix that’d be great too, maybe with some nuts and berries too? Oooh a chocolate chips…” Tolly was right, there were so many options of breakfast items, all that tasted great and were relatively easy to make.

"I said I didn't want a fancy breakfast, I never said anything about dinner." He gave Cas an excited little smile, perking up as he finished the rest of his pasta. "Besides, breakfast food's great, who wouldn't want a ton of it? Especially when we can have fancy pancakes!"

“That is true, breakfast food is great. Not superior to dessert, but breakfast is pretty good.” He stood from the table and pressing a kiss to Tolly’s cheek as he passed to put the empty dishes in the sink. “I’ve gotta go change for work but I can come back if you want me to walk with you to class.” He said, picking up his bag from the doorway he had left it the day before

"At least equal to dessert though." He leaned up to kiss Cas on the cheek with a soft smile, clearing his own place a few moments later. "I've still gotta get dressed, you can go on ahead. I'll text you when I'm getting out of class, so you know when I'm gonna drop by the shop. Will you be there?" He wandered into the bedroom, voice raising so Cas could still hear him. "Or should I come by after my shift at the cafe is over?"

“Whichever one is easiest for you. I’d say around the end of class since it’s a bit less busy by then but anytime you want is fine.” He called, smiling softly and shouldering his bag. He stopped before leaving, taking a breath before putting his things down and cleaning up a bit, washing the dishes and putting away the leftovers so that Tolly didn’t have so much to worry about before heading out for the day. He left a note on the table then left.
have fun today lovely, I’ll see you later ~Cas

Tolly wandered out after a few moments, dressed and ready for the day, but by then Cas was gone. He contented himself with reading the note as he tromped out the door and down to his first class of the day. There was a second one after that—less dull, thank god—and then a tizzy of work and then, finally, blessedly, he was making his way down to Cas' shop.

"This place is horrible." He tossed the door open with dramatic flair, wandering behind the desk to join Cas. "I'm so sick of college."

Cas glanced up from helping a customer as the door was swung open and Tolly strode in. He rolled his eyes with a smile and waved to the young woman as she left the store, satisfied with her purchase and a bit confused.
Cas turned to Tolly and smiled “I certainly hope you’re not talking about this place. And hey, college can’t be all that bad. It’s just a busy time of the semester.” He pressed a sweet kiss to his cheek and went back out on the floor to adjust the shelves and tidy up a bit

Tolly huffed quietly as he leaned into the kiss, wandering after Cas so he could help. He straightened up the bits and bobs on the higher shelves while Cas got things sorted down below. "No, I'm talking about this school. I was in Calc and I swear, my brains were about to ooze out of my ears." He curled up against Cas' side when he was done getting thighs straightened up, eager for some closeness. "And I've got a shit ton of work and I feel like I'm drowning in papers and proofs and junk."

Cas laughed softly and combed Tolly’s hair away from his face as he curled up beside him. “My poor love.” He cooed, gently nudging him up once he had finished adjusting the shelves. He guided him over back behind the counter and settled at the little workspace he had, patting cushioned seat beside him for Tolly to sit at. “Well, we can always start the work now since I’m on my break now.” He said with an encouraging smile.

Tolly went where he was directed, flopping over onto Cas' lap the second they were settled in their chairs. He made a very nice pillow, honestly. Very comfortable, very warm. "No, no, I don't actually wanna work on it yet." He gave Cas a small smile, shifting into a more comfortable position. "I've gotta hype myself up first, or I won't have enough resentment to carry me through the whole thing."

Cas chuckled lightly and dropped a kiss to Tolly’s head. “Resentment or motivation?” He asked, arching an eyebrow. “Well, imma catch up on a few notes and assignments we have.” He said, pulling out a text book and beginning notes, idly falling into a rhythm of petting Tolly and writing down practically everything

"Resentment," he said very firmly, even though he sort of melted against Cas' thighs when he started getting petted. His voice got all soft after, sort of pleased and dozy as he cuddled closer. "If I'm not mad the whole time I do it I lose steam, and when I lose steam I don't have the energy to finish."

“Well, you were doing just fine yesterday without resentment.” Cas noted with a smile as he continued to write with one hand and gently comb through Tolly’s hair with the other. Cas glanced up after a few moments of silence as the bell to the door opened. Cas froze In place as the man turned and smirked at Cas, the same smirk he had seen before he had blacked out after the attack.

Tolly hummed quietly, enjoying the affection until Cas froze. He didn't recognize the guys face but the smell was familiar, that same sickly stench that had permeated the broken windows of the shop. He straightened up with a faint snarl, on his feet in a second so he could get face to face with the asshole who had hurt his boyfriend.

The man laughed softly when Tolly suddenly straightened “do I want to know what I just walked into?” He huffed another laugh and shook his head
Cas narrowed his eyes at him but made no move. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t kick you out.”
He rested against the counter, the same stupid smirk on his face “cuz you couldn’t last time. Plus, I need your help. You of all people wouldn’t leave a helpless person alone right?” He asked sweetly, glaring at Tolly

Tolly glared right back, hands clenching into fists at his side as he and the intruder stared each other down. "He didn't have me last time," he said, barely able to keep the growl from his voice. Seeing this guy set every nerve on edge, had him straining against the instincts that were normally so easy to brush away. "Get out, before I make you."

“Sure you will, dog.” The man teased, focusing back on Cas who still hadn’t moved from his place.
“What do you want?” Cas hated how weak his voice sounded, despite all that had happened, he still couldn’t help but feeling terrified.
The man grinned widely “well you see, it’s not me. It’s a friend-“
Cas choked on a laugh and he shook his head “what? The same friend who kicked me or the friend who nearly set The shop on fire?”
The man tilted his all the bravado and macho personality dropping “actually no. He was trying to stop us.” He shook his head and smiled again “guess he didn’t convince enough huh. But anyways, he came down with something…something bad. We took him to the nurse but they couldn’t do anything. We can’t take him to the emergency, says he won’t move.”

Tolly pressed a little closer to Cas, eyes narrow and wary where they rested on the stranger's face. This man didn't deserve a place in Cas' shop, didn't deserve to have any space in his boyfriend's life, but he was here and Tolly's boyfriend probably wouldn't take kindly to him going full wolf and mauling some guy on the floor of his shop. He just shifted instead, angry energy coursing through him, barely restrained by his self control and Cas' presence by his side.

Cas gently rested a hand on Tolly But kept his eyes on the man. “You’re name.”
“What? So you can cast a spell on me like you did The dog?” He laughed and shook his head. “I don’t think so. You know I could just threaten you again. I don’t haveto be this nice.”
Cas stiffened slightly beside Tolly But forced himself not to back away. “You could, but then there’s a less likely chance I’ll help you. And less likely of a chance Tolly will leave you more or less alive.”
The man breathed a sigh through his nose and rolled his eyes “my name is Milhail.”

Tolly set his hands heavily on the counter, leaning forward to growl at the man as Cas went stiff and unhappy by his side. If Cas wanted him to play guard dog he was more than happy to do it, especially since he was halfway to shifting and biting this guy's face off already. His teeth were sharp when his lips curled back, eyes dark and animalistic. When the guy gave up his name he backed up a little but he still wasn't happy, turning to Cas with a soft frown. "Why are you asking for him name, are you really gonna go help this asshole?"

Cas nodded slightly and took a deep breath. “His name is for later. And I'm not helping him. I’m helping his friend who actually deserves it.” Cas explained jerkin good his head to Mikhail “what are symptoms he’s been experiencing?”
Mikhail glared at Tolly, slowly losing his patience “I don’t know! He’s pale, he won’t eat, he’s shaking constantly. He’s warm but says he’s cold and he’s been saying there’s something next to him but nothings there.” He snapped, taking a slight step back from Tolly.

(Sorry! I thought I sent a response, you have a good valentine's too!)
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Tolly glared right back, stepping forward until his hips hit the edge of the counter. Cas was right, of course he was, but that didn't mean he had to be happy about it in the least. His boyfriend deserved better than this, and he didn't like the idea of Cas going off with this psycho.

"You can't seriously be considering this," he murmured, giving Cas a softer frown than he'd been starting Mikhail down with. "He's dangerous, what if it's a trick or something?"

Cas sighed softly still very concerned. Tolly brought up a very good point. What if this was a trap? He wouldn’t be able to do much against them. But if it was a person who needed help, he couldn’t just leave them to suffer.
“I can’t just leave them. What if they really do need help?” He whispered back, already making a mental list of what he needed to possibly treat the symptom Mikhail had said.

"What if they're not real, Cas?" Tolly finally tore his gaze fully away from Mikhail, attention centered only on his boyfriend. "What if it's just a trick? He rattled off some random list of symptoms, that doesn't mean someone's actually out there. I just…" he sighed quietly, taking Cas's hands gently in his. "… I don't want you to get hurt again. You don't owe them anything, not after what they did."

Makhail sighed and drummed his fingers against the counter. “I can prove it to you if you’re really that paranoid.” He pulled out a phone and dialed his friend’s number.
Cas glanced up at Tolly and gently squeezed his hand “I know that. But even if there is a small chance he’s telling the truth, I want to help.” He refocused on Mikhail, who had now started wandering around the shop, seemingly more worried as he spoke to the other person on the call.

Tolly sighed quietly, lacing their fingers together beneath the table. "I have every right to be paranoid after what happened last time you came here," he shot back, though his anger dimmed a little when the concern started rolling of Mikhail in waves. He turned back to Cas, frowning and obviously unhappy because he knew his boyfriend and he knew his worry for a patient was going to overpower his self preservation. "They can always go to a hospital if they're so upset. You're good, there's no denying that, but you're not a doctor."