Hey guys! You can tell it's fanfiction season when you start googling things like "Dean and Cas meaningful look" for a cover. I've been working on this story for weeks and have finally deemed it publishable! The title of the story and the opening quote come from the Led Zeppelin song "Fool in the Rain". Just for the first chapter, I gave us a little insight into Dean's thoughts. However, I highly doubt I will give more than Castiel's thoughts for the rest of the story, as it gets a tad tedious jumping back and forth. I just wanted a bit of Dean's imput on their first meeting. Please let me know what you think! Thanks for reading!


I hate to think I've been blinded baby.

"Hey there."

Castiel looked up to see someone occupying the other hospital bed. Up until then he had been alone. He had mused to himself not two hours earlier how lucky he was to be the sole occupant of the small hospital room. Oh well, he thought, all good things must come to an end.

"I was wondering when you'd wake up." the man continued, "I'm Dean."

Dean had an air of confidence about him that Castiel admired. His nose was covered in a thick bandage, probably broken. His wrist was bandaged as well, but not in a cast, so it was most likely a sprain. Even in his state, looking pale and tired in a flimsy hospital gown, he smiled. It was a cocky smile, large and white, framed by dimples and a spray of freckles across his nose. He had green eyes that shone brightly in the dark room. Little crinkles formed in the corners of his eyes as he smiled, adding to the beauty. And Dean was a beautiful man, Castiel thought. He soon realized he was staring, something he did often that tended to rub people the wrong way. Castiel looked down at his hands, noting how they folded just-so in his lap, right over left.

"Hello Dean. I'm Castiel." He found himself replying, looking up once more at Dean.

Those green eyes met his and he couldn't help cracking a little smile, a rare occurrence.

"Castiel." Dean repeated, the name rolled off his tongue and his smile grew even brighter. "Nice to meet you."

He winked, and Castiel couldn't help but shiver.

"It is enjoyable to meet you as well, Dean."

Castiel felt his own smile grow larger to mirror Dean's, a foreign feeling. He was usually the quiet type but this attractive stranger brought out something different in him. Castiel couldn't help thinking his hospital stay had gotten much better.


Dean saw the man across from him begin to stir. He had been out cold since Dean was transferred to the room half an hour before. The nurse had only just left. Dean's insides felt like shit after the splenectomy. His ribs were still bugging him as well. It didn't seem fair to him that the asshole hitting on Charlie got away with less damage.

They had been at the bar, minding their own business, when the guy started hitting on her. He was a big dude, well over six foot (almost as tall as his brother) and ripped. When Charlie politely told him she played for the other team, he freaked out. So Dean intervened and sent the guy packing.

They had thought that was the end of it, but oh how wrong they were. Later, walking back to his car after wishing Charlie goodnight, the guy approached him and started yelling. When the guy got physical, Dean socked him. The man didn't take too kindly to that, and it wasn't long before the guy had Dean on the ground, breaking his nose and spraining his wrist in the process. He kicked Dean enough that his eighth and ninth ribs broke, rupturing his spleen. Some bystanders called 911 and that was that. The attacker ran off. They still hadn't found the bastard.

As the man began to stir, Dean took in his features. From what Dean could see the guy was pretty damn attractive. His face was partially buried in his pillow but Dean could see a strong jaw with stubble cropping up along it. The man crinkled his nose, adding a layer of 'cute' to the drop dead sexy.

"Hey there." Dean greeted as the man rolled over and opened his eyes, a shocking shade of blue that not many could pull off. He had the best case of sex hair Dean had ever seen.

There was now no doubt in Dean's mind, this man was gorgeous.

"I was wondering when you'd wake up. I'm Dean."

Dean turned on his sexiest smile, the one he knew drove the ladies and fellas nuts.

Man that guy was staring at him. Dean wasn't sure if it turned him on or freaked him out. Maybe a cocktail of the two. Either way, Dean was disappointed when the man looked down, those eyes no longer on him. However, the disappointment was short lived, the stranger speaking after only a beat.

"Hello Dean. I'm Castiel." His voice was low and gravelly, not exactly what Dean expected. But God, it was hot. His eyes lifted up once more and he smiled. A little smile, just a slight quirk of his mouth. Dean liked his smile.

"Castiel," Dean repeated. He liked the way it sounded, rolling softly off his tongue. He felt his smile grow brighter. It was such a weird name, but it suited him. Maybe Castiel's parents were hippies. "Nice to meet you." He winked, ever the charmer.

"It is enjoyable to meet you as well, Dean."

Castiel's smile grew bigger, as if to mirror Dean's. Some of the gum above his teeth showed, making it even cuter. It was endearing, that smile. Dean found he enjoyed making him smile. Cas seemed more reserved, not the type to show emotion often.

Dean couldn't help thinking his hospital stay had gotten much better.


Once again, review if you liked it, review if you didn't! I would love to have some imput. Please tell me what you thought, and thanks for reading!