Cas was sick. It was a common cold, but he was having trouble adjusting, seeing as how he'd never been sick before. It had been almost a week since it had started. At first it was just the sniffles and Castiel didn't say much about it. But then the sneezing and the fever soon hit, making Castiel feel like, well, he felt like utter shit.

Dean had noticed, of course, and he had confronted the ex-angel simply by placing a hand on the others forehead. Their eyes locked briefly and Dean quickly looked away and told Castiel, "You're sick. Go back to bed, and I'll bring you up some soup." Castiel hadn't complained too much before simply doing as told. Since then, Dean had been taking care of him, trying to aid him back to health.

Currently, Cas sat on the couch in the bunker awaiting Dean's return from the store. He sneezed into the crook of his elbow, wishing he wasn't out of tissues.

"Hey, Cas. Feeling any better?" Dean asked as he entered the bunker with some grocery bags.

"Dean, I still can't breathe through my nose," Castiel sniffiled again, as though to prove a point.

"I know, Cas, just take it easy. I brought back some medicine." The hunter made Cas a glass of water and removed the medicine from the bags. He took the water and medicine to him. "Take a swig of this before you take that pill." He handed Cas a bottle filled with blue liquid. Castiel sat for a moment trying to remove the child proof lid, eventually giving up and handing it back to Dean. The older Winchester laughed before gently taking the bottle and opening it with ease, before giving it back.

"Thank you." Castiel took a gulp of the medicine and quickly made a face. His nose scrunched up and his eyes closed tightly. "It taste horrible."

Dean chuckled and took the bottle back, handing the former angel a pill and some water. "Now just put the pill in your mouth and use the water to wash it down." Castiel did as instructed and then sat his cup on the coffee table, in front of the couch. "Do you need anything else?"

"A Kleenex," Castiel sneezed into his hands and rubbed at his nose, "and a blanket." Dean went to the kitchen, grateful that he had thought to buy more tissues. He grabbed the box and went back to the living room. He handed the tissues to Cas and pulled an extra blanket off of the recliner. Dean tucked the blanket over Castiel and turned to go back into the kitchen.

"Dean?" He stopped when he heard Cas.

"Yeah?"

"C-can you lay next to me," the ex-angel nervously played with a tissue he was holding, not meeting the hunter's eyes, "Or will you get sick as well?"

"I don't mind," Dean sat next to him and turned on the TV, picking a random movie.

"You're really," Cas sneezed into the tissue again and rubbed at his nose, "warm. Thank you, Dean."

Dean smiled and put his arm around the smaller man, "Anything else you need?"

"Just you." Cas sighed contently and snuggled closer.

"I-," he paused for a moment, trying to find the right words to say. "Sure Cas, I'm right here."

"I know," Cas smiled and leaned his head on Dean's shoulder. Dean looked at Castiel and he felt content with the other snuggled into his side.

"How are ya' feeling?"

"A little better. You're very kind to me, Dean." Cas sneezed into his tissue.

"You're my friend, Cas. I'm happy to give you what you need." He kept his arm around Castiel's shoulder, holding him close. Castiel looked up at him, blue eyes meeting green.

"Your eyes," Castiel paused for a moment and sniffilled before giving a small smile, "they're pretty."

"Cas," Dean didn't know what to say, but what Cas said made his heart flutter. He quickly thought of a response, "You're sick, and delirious by the sound of things."

"Yes my head feels fuzzy, but I have always thought your eyes were pretty." Cas spoke as if that was a perfectly normal thing to say, leaving Dean at a loss.

"Okay, are you sure you're alright Cas?" Dean spoke softly.

"Yeah, your presence makes me feel better. I like," he breathed in deeply, "I like being with you, Dean."

"I-I like being with you too, Cas." Dean stuttered slightly, and Castiel shifted a bit to look up at Dean and give him a soft smile. " H-hey, Cas. I think I need to tell you something."

"Yes, Dean?" He continued to look at Dean with those big blue eyes, and Dean could just stare at those blue orbs forever. But he had to tell him.

"I really like you." He kept his eyes fixed on Castiel's, not having to wait long for a response.

"I really like you too, Dean." Castiel said it back, but Dean still felt unsure.

"The same way I like you?"

"I think," Cas tilted his head slightly. "How do you like me?"

"Well," Dean paused. Cas' head tilt was just too adorable. He leaned in and pressed his lips to the former angel's. He was hesitant, afraid Cas would push him away. But all of his worry subsided when Castiel's lips moved against his. Dean was the first to break the kiss. He touched his forehead to Cas' and couldn't help the smile that spread across his face.

"Yes, Dean. I like you, like that." And Cas pecked his lips again.

"I'm glad. You mean a lot to me." Dean hugged Cas to his side, and Cas happily snuggled there. He pressed a soft kiss to Dean's neck, before laughing slightly.

"I hope you don't get sick," Cas said kissing the other man's jawline.

"It's worth it if I get to kiss you." Dean grinned as Cas kissed the corner of his mouth.

"Anytime, okay?" Cas glanced into Dean's eyes, noticing how his pupils had grown. At that moment Dean leaned down and kissed Castiel again. Their lips moved together and Dean licked at Cas' bottom lip. Cas opened his mouth and let Dean explore. The ex-angel enjoyed this new feeling. He'd never been kissed before, and he was glad Dean was his first.

A/N: The next chapter will have lots of smut, and I should upload it either Monday or Tuesday. Hope you enjoyed.