Room for Two (The Mattress AU)

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Dean/Cas college AU containing basically every fake relationship & sharing-a-bed trope I could fit into 14.5k~!!

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“It’s today.”

Charlie looked up from her laptop, her unmade hair becoming a waterfall of flame in the morning sunlight. “What’s today,” she asked, eyes falling back to her keyboard. She kept typing.

“The day I need a new mattress,” Castiel answered tiredly, taking a seat at the kitchen’s third-best barstool and lifting a tangerine out of the fruit bowl. The tangerine was warm and soft from the sun, which made it easy to peel. Castiel watched the skin and pith unravel under his thumb, falling in one long, curled spiral on the dented wood.

“Charlie,” Castiel said again, when Charlie didn’t respond. “I need to go out and buy a new mattress. Today.”

“Yeah, I got that,” Charlie said. “I’m googling the nearest mattress stores.”

“A spring came up right in the middle,” Castiel said, frowning at his tangerine. “I’ve only had that mattress seventeen years, it shouldn’t—”

“Dude.” Dean’s head peeked up from the couch, his bed-ruffled hair and unshaven jaw standing out, bright against the shady side of the studio apartment. “Seventeen years?”

“Yes? My parents bought it when I transitioned from a child’s bed to a full-size single bed.”

Dean looked offended. “You’ve. Had the same mattress. For seventeen—”

“Six blocks over, they have a sale on,” Charlie interrupted. “I’ve emailed you the address, and a coupon code. Go.” She fluttered a dismissive hand, eyes glued to her screen.

“You’re not coming with me?”

“Oh, I’m sorry, did I forget to mention the immediate deadline I have? Honestly, a girl works on coding the same app for five months straight and talks about it constantly and it’s like I didn’t say anything at all.” Charlie shot Castiel a stern look. “Take that couch potato over there, he could use the vitamin D.”

“Hey, I take supplements,” Dean complained, scowling. He glanced at his cellphone, then let it fall between the couch cushions. “And who you calling a potato, anyway. I’m one of those carrots that look like a massive dick.”

“Yes,” Castiel said curtly, putting a tangerine segment into his mouth. “Yes, that does seem apt.”

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