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there is no one expecting dick to taste good though. i’ve never ever once met a cis dude paranoid about his genitals tasting...
You left out the part where Balthazar slips Castiel free cookies, and Castiel always stares at them for a really long time before eating them, wondering if Balthazar gives cookies to everyone.
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Balthazar never gives Castiel sugar.
He sees the barista slip the single serve packets between the cardboard sleeves and the paper cup for other customers. He sees Balthazar place two across a plastic lid for a take away coffee, and place them on the neat white saucers beside modern, angular mugs for those patrons who are drinking inside on red vinyl seats.
It takes Castiel a long time to ask. Weeks of watching and observing after he first notices the discrepancy. He’s hesitant to ask, because he doesn’t want it confirmed that this is some sign that Balthazar cares less about Castiel than any other customer, that perhaps there is some rite of passage that must be endured because Balthazar gifts packets of sugar like disposable tokens of affection. But Castiel is curious, and he does ask.
Balthazar’s smile is warm, and cheeky, and oddly pleased. “Because I wanted to know if you were the kind of person to ask,” he replies. He lowers his lashes, his smile becoming a heated and private thing even under the bright lights of the busy franchise cafe. “Do you want me to give you some sugar?” Balthazar asks, incorrigible flirtation that always makes Castiel stutter.
Castiel takes his time, because that is his nature, before replying gruffly, “I’m not sure you have the sweetness to spare.”
Balthazar’s laugh follows him out onto the street. But it is a pleased sound, a warm bell that lets all those within earshot know that Balthazar has been amused and is celebrating. Castiel smiles quietly to himself, and savours the perfectly roasted flavour of Balthazar’s coffee.
Fanmix and headers done for the fic Oceanic by tacotheshark, which was written for the Balthazar Mini Bang. (Trigger warning for art: eyeballs.) Please have a look over the fic because it starts very odd and creepy and winds up in a very sweet place (also: Calthazar, so), and check out my fanmix because I spent forever on it and there may have been tears of frustration at one point.
Title: The Way to a Man’s Heart (Or: Fanboy Sam Has a Lot of Feelings About Interior Decorating)
Word count: ~8,000
Pairings/characters: Sam/Castiel, mentions of Sam/Balthazar and Balthazar/Castiel
Summary: Sam does something nice for a friend. Castiel has the sniffles. Sam breaks out his domesticity-fu and Castiel appreciates the company.