"What the hell Cas!" Dean sprang from the small bed and Cas took a few steps back. "What were you doing?" Cas looked sheepishly at Dean. "You have been sleeping for three days and I had to try something."
"Why were you so close to my face?" Cas simply disappeared. "Son of a bitch." Dean went to the fridge and found a big pie so he took it out and went to the table. It already had a slice taken out of it so he took another slice and ate it all quickly, feeling very tired he went back to bed.
"What the hell!" Dean remembered this happening once before. "Dean, you were sleeping again." Dean was very confused and again asked why Cas was so close to his face but Cas just disappeared again. Dean remembered there being a pie in the fridge and went to see if it was still there but it was gone. "Dammit." Sam walked in and stared at Dean bewildered. "You woke up!" Sam seemed very surprised, "Who was it?" Now it was Dean's turn to be confused. "What do you mean?"
"Who woke you up?"
"Well I woke up and Cas was there." Sam looked thoughtful and then laughed. He muttered something under his breath that Dean couldn't hear. "What!" Dean was getting angry with Sam. "Think… sleeping beauty and also I found a case here, looks like a werewolf." Dean thought about that for a while and suddenly realised. He was shocked and Sam left the room to give him some thinking time muttering about getting some food.
Dean called Cas back down and confronted him about what had happened. "Am I sleeping beauty?"
"Dean, you know I don't understand you references." Cas looked exasperated and Dean shook his head laughing. "No Cas, the fairy tale." Realisation hit Cas like a bullet and he blushed a deep crimson. Dean looked confused and started to talk, "look Cas you're my friend and all but I don't really swing…" Cas cut him off with a desperate kiss. "Sorry I wanted one more before I couldn't get one." Dean locked his lips back onto Cas's and pushed him against the wall. Their kiss was long and desperate. Dean finally broke apart when the need for air was too strong. They looked at each other breathing heavily and as if it was some kind of unspoken agreement they began again. Cas's hands slid under Dean's shirt and traced doodles on his stomach. Dean grinned into the kiss as Cas's hands started lowering to his belt.
(Insert smut here)
The two were snuggling naked in bed, noses touching and light kisses being exchanged. They heard voices outside the door and quickly jumped up and started getting dressed. Sam walked in the door and it was obvious what happened, Cas was standing there with no shirt on and his fly undone, Dean had not even done up his jeans. "Finally." They both stared at Sam confused, "Well I've been waiting for this, I'm sorry but the eye fucking was getting irritating." Dean glared at Sam and Cas blushed again. Both men got dressed properly and sat on the sofa. Dean put the TV on and Cas sat awkwardly next to him. Dean, seeing how awkward Cas was, reached out and held his hand. Cas leaned into his hunters shoulder Dean wrapped his arms around his angel. Both rested on the couch watching a movie while Sam looked at them with a smug smile on his face… then it was gone.