"I'll buy your ticket." Castiel spoke into the phone as one last attempt at getting his friend to come with him to see the new Harry Potter movie, "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them."

"For the last time, no thank you." Balthazar replied, confirming his decision. "I didn't like the 'iconic' Titanic, what makes you think I'll like this garbage?"

Castiel sighed and dropped his head. "Fine. I'll have to see it alone then. Another time maybe. I'll see you later Bal."

"Bye Cassie." He sung.

He hung up and threw his phone on his bed, angry and a little disappointed. He'd been wanting to see that movie since they'd announced the premier the previous year, and now he was going to have to enjoy it alone.

Glad that it was the weekend, he wasted away a few hours before heading out by watching the next three episodes of American Horror Story online until he was up to date and internally screaming for the next episode to be released. He sighed and closed his laptop, taking a deep breath to calm his inner nerd and grabbed his keys to head downtown.

He stood inline and bought the tickets, buying popcorn and a drink too. He waited another ten minutes drinking almost all of his soda before the lines were finally open, when he suddenly needed to pee. Another ten minutes passed and he was out of the stall, he'd had to queue for a little while which only added to his frustration of the day. He couldn't believe his best friend had turned him down.

All his anger was whisked away when he realised he was going to miss the start of the movie. He showed the worker his ticket and rushed into cinema 2, spilling a few pieces of popcorn along the way.

When he pushed through the door it was already dark inside, the end of the adverts playing. He squinted in the dark to spot a free seat and found one right at the end of an aisle. He couldn't make out any faces or bodies, but as he sat down his excitement began to grow and he didn't care who was surrounding him, all he cared for was that they probably had the same passion he was feeling and he couldn't wait for the movie to play.

Half way into the movie and Cas's popcorn was already gone, his drink having been finished in the first five minutes. His eyes were wide with wonder at the screen and his heart pounding with the intensity of the film. His "fan girl" or "nerd" was showing and he was glad it was too dark to notice.

Someone started kicking his seat near the end of the film. It was just a few knocks at first that Castiel could deal with, but then it started to become more frequent and consistent.

"Stop it please." He hissed, turning behind him for a brief second. Who he assumed was a child stopped for a few seconds, only to start up again once Castiel had faced the screen. He continued to ignore the constant thud of shoe against chair until the end. The kid obviously wasn't going to listen and Cas wasn't going to miss any more of the movie to stop an annoying little brat from kicking his seat.

The movie finished and the lights on the side slowly turned on, the kicking stopped. Castiel's heart was all messed up from the fantastic movie before him, but he gradually turned around to meet the eyes of the child who had ruined the last five minutes or so. Only, it wasn't a child. It was that cocky son of a bitch wearing the same leather jacket from the other day in the supermarket.

Castiel's eyes immediately glared at the man while the other's widened with surprise, only for his mouth to turn up into that mischievous grin.

"Well if it isn't Castiel, guess I got to take you out anyway, even if it wasn't for drinks." He spoke between chews of his gum, making him look that extra bit of an asshole than he already was.

"You like the Harry Potter franchise?" He ignored his rudeness, unable to believe that a dick like him would be interested in something like that.

Leather jacket shrugged. "And so what, a guy can't like a movie?"

"You're here alone, I'm assuming you don't want your friends to know, a guy like you coming to see a movie like this?" Castiel asked, standing up to make way for people trying to leave the aisle.

The man smirked. "A guy like me eh? And who would that be? I see you're alone too, don't want anyone to know either or you don't have a date to see it with. I can substitute if you're in need." He winked and chewed on his gum, standing up next to Cas and stretching out his arms.

Castiel scowled and turned away, following the line of people out of the cinema. The guy was incredibly ballsy, but his rudeness wasn't the only reason he'd turned away. A blush was starting to form on Castiel's cheeks and he couldn't lie, the way he winked at Cas made him feel things.

"The name's Dean by the way." He heard his voice call out from behind the line of people. Dean. He thought as he left the theatre and climbed into his car. Well Dean, you're an asshole.