Chapter Text
Not Broken, Just Bent
Chapter 1
“Whiskey, neat.”
Dean motions to the new bartender, Ellen must’ve taken someone else under her wing, who had a very 90’s style mullet that was freakishly cool looking and a t-shirt on that said ‘All business up front, party in the back!!’. Beta. His Alpha sense oh so helpfully supplies. It’s not that he hates being an alpha; it gets a lot of work done and gets him laid. A lot. It’s just that he gets ambushed by a lot of smells all the time.
The Roadhouse is a great place for people like him. People who have nowhere to go and no one to go to. Nope. Don’t open that door Winchester. He remembers stumbling in here over a year ago when Sammy ditched him for Stanford. Sam. Not Sammy. Cause Sammy is a chubby 12 year old and apparently Sam is a person who’s ‘sick and tired of your shit Dean.’ Damn it. He had to go ahead and ruin his already spoilt mood. Way to go Winchester!
“Dean Winchester! Finally decided to show your ugly face here again?”, Dean would recognize that chirpy voice anywhere. Jo is too energetic for a beta and he would’ve definitely tapped that if she didn’t remind him of a sister he never had. And also cause Ellen would cut his knot off before he even tried.
“Well obviously, couldn’t let you win the ‘who’s more ugly’ contest, could I?”, he winked at her while dodging the punch she threw on his shoulder.
“Oh ha ha. You think you’re so funny, do ya?”, she asked and he just shrugged in return. “YO ASH!” she screamed at the mullet guy, ”Serve his ugly mug the last, would ya?” she winked at him as she turned to go hustle some pool off some poor kids who looked like they just started college.
“Don’t listen to her, Dean. What can I get for you?” comes Ellen’s voice that somehow always soothes him. Well, she has done a lot for him so it shouldn’t be that big of surprise.
“I don’t know Ellen. Don’t think you’re the right person for the job.”
“Try me.”
“Not to disrespect ‘ya or anything but I’d really like a blowjob.”
“I could help with that” comes a gravelly voice from his right, and whoa when did someone slide in next to him. Omega. He’s just about to ask the guy to piss off and that’s when he properly sees him. Damn. He’s gorgeous. He’s so fucking gorgeous with his chapped lips, sex hair, stubbled chin and his eyes. God his eyes are the bluest blue to ever blue and since when did Dean start reciting poetry about strangers?
“Damn.”
“Nice to meet you ‘damn’”, did he seriously do the air quotes and did he seriously look adorable doing so? “Castiel” he said extending his hand.
“Its Dean and what’s a nice guy like you doing in a place like this?”
“I’d hit that”. Some asshole actually has the audacity to come and slap his ass. WHAT. THE. FUCK? And before Dean can stop it, there’s an honest to god growl erupting from his throat as he grabs the asshole’s arm and says “You better apologize ’ya dick”. Seriously? WHAT. THE. ACTUAL. FUCK?
“Down boy.” Castiel throws a wink at him and goes ahead and grabs the guy’s balls and shit that has to be painful. “What are the magic words?”
“I’m sorry” is his reply in a tiny voice and Cas just has to go ahead and grip ‘em more tight and
“Geez, Hakuna his Tatas, he’s sorry okay!” Dean gestures the guy to scramble off. He fits his palm in the small of Cas’s back.
“Hands off the merchandize” is what he gets in reply.
“Merchandize? You warm fuzzys for money.”
“Yep.”
“I get it that you’re an Omega and all but we’re in the 21st Century. Omegas aren’t treated that bad and all.”
“Say that to my family.”
“Ooo. Rough childhood?” and what is wrong with you Winchester? You know better than to ask that.
“Rougher than yours. Daddy left before I was born.”
“Mom died in a fire when i was 4.”
“Mom died giving birth to me.”
“I let Dad beat me up so that he wouldn’t do it to my kid brother.”
“Was molested by uncles. They took turns.”
“Dad left me. Kid brother left me. Got into a bar fight with a couple of douchebags and they kidnapped me and made me slow dance with a guy in an alien suit cause they were fucking high”.
Cas laughed at that and it was such a beautiful laugh that Dean wanted to hear it again.
“Okay so um what can i get for, uh” he emptied his wallet and “137 $ and a Burger King gift card?”
Cas looks like he’s considering it before he replies with “Maybe 55 minutes of whatever the fuck you want.”
“Well, it’s time to put some balls in some holes.” Dean shoots a wink at Cas who’s following him out while shaking his head with silent laughter.