Castiel Learns the Meaning of Love
A/N: I don't own Supernatural. This is my first Destiel story. Please comment!
Dean was in the bathroom, washing his face free of blood from the latest hunt.
"Hello, Dean." Castiel said, appearing behind Dean suddenly. Dean jumped and turned around.
"Cass, personal space, remember? " Dean asked.
"I am sorry. I…I simply had a question. About…emotions? That is what you call them correct?" Castiel asked.
"Yeah, what about them?"
"I think I've been experiencing them…I wanted to know which one."
"Okay…Tell me what you're feeling."
"I sometimes feel my heart race and my stomach knot up when I get around a certain individual. I also get a little shy-"
"Dude, you're crushin' hard core on someone! What's her name?"
"Dean-"
"Wait, is it a girl? Are you…gay?"
"Dean-"
"You are gay, aren't you?"
"Dean, how do you show this person you love them?"
"Let's see…Try being subtle. Compliments, nice gestures, and smiles are always good. Or there's the direct approach, kissing them right on the lips and saying 'I love you'. But I'd go with being subtle."
"Thank you, Dean. Surely this will help."
Castiel disappeared, smiling and hoping Dean would notice his own advice.
'HE WILL BE MINE.' Castiel thought mischievously.