Title: Diner Favors
Disclaimer: I don’t Oz or Dean
A/N: I was looking at KaylaShay’s beautiful fanart Diner
and this popped into my head. I’m calling Oz Daniel because I might have a slight idea for Polaroid memories that is if she doesn’t totally hate this.
A/N2: For the police officer let’s just say he is having a really bad day and he may have be very angry. He does not represent my view of the police force in any way shape or form.
Daniel was sitting in a booth in a diner in a sleepy little town he was passing through. He had spent the night here as oppose to in his van. He planned to get an early breakfast and than be on his way.
The door swung open and a man walked in. He looked around and his eyes locked with Daniel’s and he quickly made his way over. “Please just play along and don’t freak out.” He said.
Daniel tilted his head to look at the man’s aura. His aura was that of a good person that had fought hard in life. Also his wolf senses said he was good too. He nodded his head slightly.
“Thank you. Name’s Dean.” He whispered and slid into the booth beside Daniel just as two police officers were walking in. “Hey baby.” He said huskily before kissing him lightly on the lips. Daniel’s eyebrows rose slightly at the kiss but he responded.
The officers saw Dean and began to walk over, “You boy. I thought we told you to leave.” The taller one said once they had reached the table.
“I couldn’t just leave. My boyfriend was meeting me here.” Dean said putting his arm on the back of the seat behind Daniel.
The one officer gave a look of disgust before slamming a gun on the table. “We found this in your hotel room.”
Dean looked down at the gun, it was cop issue and the cop didn’t have a gun in his holster, and then looked back, “Well it certainly isn’t mine. If I was packing it certainly wouldn’t be with a cop’s gun.”
Daniel could smell another gun on Dean. “Now, now baby. Let’s not taunt the nice police officer.” He said as he reached his hands under the table and placed a hand on Dean’s leg. The same officer sneered and Daniel leaned into Dean so that he could reach around and grab the gun from the small of Dean’s back. He quickly wrapped his jacket around it.
“Alright smart guy. Let’s see what you’ve got on you.” The officer yanked Dean from his seat. “Put your hands on the table.”
As the officer began to search him, Dean said, “What is it about me that makes everyone want to put their hands all over me?”
“Must be your charming personality,” Daniel paused, “or your sexy body never could figure out which myself.” Dean winked at him.
“He’s clean.” The cop said before shoving Dean back into his seat. “You both had better be out of here by noon for good this time.” He grabbed the gun off the table and walked out of the diner with his partner following him.
Daniel’s eyebrow rose as he saw the cop reholster the gun. “What did you do man?”
“Nothing illegal.” Dean said. Then he looked at the ceiling as if reviewing what he said, “Well nothing that hurt anybody else.”
Daniel’s hands were still under the table and he placed Dean’s gun in his lap. “Thanks dude.” Dean said as he placed his gun where it was before. “Sorry if you had to stay here for something.”
“No I was going to go after I got something to eat.” Daniel said.
Dean threw some money on the table, “Breakfast is on me.” He started to stand up, “What’s your name?”
“Thanks Daniel.” Dean looked at the waiter that was staring at them open mouthed. He kissed Daniel on the mouth again. “Catch you later baby.” Then he left the diner with a wave in Daniel’s direction.