Hey guys, this is my first ever FanFiction. I originally imagined this as a one-shot but I kinda want to write more on it? What do you guys think?
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural, Dean, Cas, the Bunker or Baby.
-Dean barged out the room, with Castiel following closely behind him, almost getting hit by the door and nearly losing the towel he had wrapped around his waist. Dark, messy haired Cas ran after Dean to figure out what just happened.
"You need to leave," Dean exclaimed.
"Why? What did I do?" said Cas.
Dean flew around to face him, his fantasy green eyes open wide and his freckled nose scrunched, "You know exactly what you did."
Castiel's focus trailed off for a split second, he squinted, trying to understand what Dean was referring to. "But... in my experience from surveying humans, most people like...that sort of thing,"
"Not me!" Dean huffed, attempting to stress the seriousness of the situation. He gave Cas a nauseated look. "Gross dude. Look, I'm uh, gonna take a shower and when I get out I want you scarce."
Dean quickly edged past the angel to the bathroom, turning around to lock himself in only to find Cas' foot is shoved between the frame and the door.
"Dean, I don't understand why it's such a big dea-"
"Because I don't do that" Dean hissed, his voice high and cheeks flushed. Dean forced out the wedge that was Cas' foot and slammed the door.
The angel tilted his head and frowned in confusion at the barrier in front of him. "OK... I'm sorry? It will not happen again, I assure you" Cas mumbled into the keyhole. Although, as deeply offended as he was by Deans earlier reaction, he now realized that the hunter was more comfortable setting the relationships pace himself.
Opening the door just a crack, Dean peeped out suspitiously and raised an eyebrow at the angels assurance, "You promise?"
Cas rolled his eyes, exhaling heavily, and stared back at Dean with a lopsided smirk creeping up his face "I promise Dean."
Letting the door swing open completely, the hunter sighed with relief. Dean attempted to dispel the leftover awkwardness, "OK, so...you caught me off guard back there, I'm sorry I freaked out. As long as it doesn't happen again."
Cas placed his right hand on his heart and in his most solemn voice pledged: "Dean Winchester, never again will I say the words 'I love you'...even though I do, in fact, love you." True to his character, Dean panicked and slammed the door in the angel's face. Cas smiled mischievously, "I love you, Dean! Dean! I love you! I...Love...You...Dean...Winchester!"
"God Cas! Shut your face!" Dean yelled, sounding strangled. Something heavy hit the door.
Cas grinned, "Want some breakfast?" Not even waiting for Deans reply, the angle trotted off to the kitchen, humming happily.