“I know what you mean,” he sad flashing a smile “Work, though i have a new job now. Free lance photography’s my passion though.” He said cooly, which was odd for him. It must have been the familiar face, Even if he didn’t know him.
“You’re a photographer?” Dean tilted his head, curiosity lighting his green gaze as he shifted his weight slightly.
He nodded glancing down “Yeah, i am. It’s really great. If it paid the bills better it’d be a dream job.”
He blinked at the chuckle but didn’t say anything, until he found himself looking more and more perplexed And at the ‘make it easier on you’ he blurt out the first thing that came to mind, before he could even think to stop it “Why?”
“Because it seems the right thing to do?” Clark watched Castiel. “I wouldn’t want to force you to be uncomfortable, you know? That just doesn’t seem… fair. To me.” The voice is layered in that whiskey-sweet Kansas accent of his.
He nodded listening intently “I guess it would be.” He shifted from foot to foot uneasily again “I’m sorry, i’m just not used to many people…immediately considering my feeling on anything.” he wasn’t saying no one cared, that wasn’t true. He’d made some friendships that helped him get to where he was no. “Well, i’m feeling less uncomfortable.” He said honestly “I didn’t even know they made guys like you anymore. You just really seem to genuinely care. ” A smile broke out on his face “I’d kind of like it if you stayed.”
“Hey.” She said with a smile.
He smiled nervously at her, waving lightly “Hi.”
She gave him a small smile, “Um you look really familiar, have we met before?” She asked with an eyebrow raised.
“I’ve gotten that a lot today.” He said with a light smile and shook his head “No i think i’d remember.”
“Okay. What the hell is this?”
Don’t act so surprised! Hiya, me. Human me!
“Forgive me, but it’s still a little new for me to..” he sighed and shook his head “I don’t suppose your the uh..Angel that looks like me are you?”
He snapped his fingers and began eating the rainbow belts he appeared. “… Angel? Trickster.”
His eyes widened as he watched the…what exactly what the hell was he watching. “Trickster?”
This caught him by complete surprise. “I..really? i mean,” he held a hand out in front of himself in a ‘stop’ motion “No no..You shouldn’t go anywhere. I’m just..Why would you leave?” He didn’t understand why would Clark leave just because he was uncomfortable. “I mean..Nothings going to get any better if i just…don’t. I might not be the best judge of character but you..seem like a good guy.” He said stuffing his hands in his jeans pockets.
-he had to chuckle at ‘good guy’, the irony there was amusing to say the least; It’s just… I can understand about being uncomfortable and needing space. I just want to make things easier on you.
He blinked at the chuckle but didn’t say anything, until he found himself looking more and more perplexed And at the ‘make it easier on you’ he blurt out the first thing that came to mind, before he could even think to stop it “Why?”
“Exactly like you, kinda weird” Elvis smirked. “Right down to the same shape and colour of his eyes” The bird grinned leaning in close to get a better look at Castiel’s eyes. “Weird” He grinned.
“Exactly?” he echoed back confused. He tensed up as he got closer, but stayed in his spot. “That is really weird.” he murmured staring at this Elvis
“You could tottaly be his clone” The bird rocked back on heels smirking. “Are you his clone” Elvis asked seriously, face stern.
He gave a nervous chuckle and shook his head, a brow raising to the top of his head “Am i his clone? No.. If you don’t believe me, you could go ask my mother. Though you’d have to go to the California State Prison, But uh yeah.” Why had he just said that out loud? “Well uh heh. no i’m not a clone.”
“Okay. What the hell is this?”
Don’t act so surprised! Hiya, me. Human me!
“Forgive me, but it’s still a little new for me to..” he sighed and shook his head “I don’t suppose your the uh..Angel that looks like me are you?”
He’d had the camera held up to his face to catch the perfect picture, the way the light had filtered through the park was perfect. He backed up a little too far and ran into the girl, He nearly dropped the camera when he spun around. “Oh Hi. I’m sorry, i didn’t see you there.”
“I’m not surprised, The resemblance is spot on.” maybe it was because of Dean’s similar appearance to his friend, but he leaned forward and took his hand “Nice to meet you…so uh what do you do for a living Dean?”
Dean gave a charming smile, before tucking his hands into his pockets and rocking back on his heels slightly in a lazy fashion. “I do odd jobs.” He grinned lightly. “What brings you ‘round here?”
“I know what you mean,” he sad flashing a smile “Work, though i have a new job now. Free lance photography’s my passion though.” He said cooly, which was odd for him. It must have been the familiar face, Even if he didn’t know him.
