Another hotel, another hunt, another day in the life of a Winchester.
As Dean sat on the hard and lumpy bed, Sam clicked away at the laptop, trying to figure out what they were dealing with.
"Any luck?" Dean had asked, "Could be a spirit or it could be kids messing around again, we wont know till we go round there" Sam replied.
"Oh well I'm going to get some food." Sam said rubbing his tired eyes. "Do you want anything?"
"Pie." Dean replied bluntly.
"No surprise there then." Getting up and grabbing his jacket and the keys to the Impala "I'll stop by the police station first and see what they have to say about the case, I'll be gone a while, don't waste away"
"Yeah ok" came Deans reply, closing his eyes he heard the hotel door slam shut and the creak to his Impalas door and then the roar of that beautiful engine as it sprung to life and then faded in to the distance.
Dean laid there with no desire to get up to do anything, he didn't fancy a beer (which was strange since he normally does) he didn't want to watch t.v, well porn and he didn't even want to shower. So he did nothing, just left to his own thoughts which ended up on being about a certain angel. Castiel.
Last time he saw Castiel was when he tried to get him laid with some hooker, man that was a great night, thank god he didn't sleep with her though, wait what?
What was he thinking? Castiel was his friend, an angel, wait a man, what was he thinking, he decided to get up and have a shower and to take his mind off that angel.
He stood under the hot spray for what felt like ages, he just couldn't stop thinking about Castiel, and to make things even more difficult he ended up with a raging boner that needed to be taken care of, so much for a relaxing shower.
After he was finished in the shower, he wrapped his towel round his waist and exited the bathroom only to bump into the one person he really could do without at this point.
"Jesus Cas what have I told you about randomly appearing?, you need to carry a bell or something man"
"I don't understand the purpose of carrying a bell, why would I need one?"
"Erm… Never mind, why are you here anyways? Don't you have angel stuff to take care of?"
"I felt like you were in need of my help, I could here you calling me and I got here as fast as I could, what is wrong? Where is Sam?" Came the blunt reply from the ever so stoic angel.
Gosh what was I thinking, was I really calling him? This is out of control, I can feel myself going hard again, I need to get rid of him. "Well erm Sam is checking out a case and getting food and Im ok you must have misheard or something, but I don't need you really, so you can go".
Castiel just looked at Dean with a disbelieving look, "why didn't you go with Sam?" "Because I didn't want to, cant I have a break?", "Dean for all the time I have been watching you, you have never taken a break, what is wrong? Why have you gone red? Do you have a fever?"
As Castiel lightly brushed his hand across his forehead he heard Dean Gasp, he stepped closer to get a better feel and brushed up against something hard underneath the towel.
Looking directly into each others eyes Dean couldn't help but want to kiss Castiel right there and then, "C C Cas, Im fine I swear", "You do not seem fine Dean, why are you so jumpy, your heart is beating very fast".
Without even thinking Dean closed the gap between them and placed his Lips on Castiels, the touch was only feather light but Dean felt no response so he decided to withdraw when he felt a little push, so what the heck he didn't move away.
After a minute or so Dean pulled away and looked directly at Castiel, "Oh god, Cas Im erm sorry man, I didn't mean to just erm", "To kiss me?, isn't that what people in love do?"
"Erm yeah, but err Im sor..", "can we try again?".
Dean couldn't believe what was being asked of him "What?"….