Sam POV:
"Guys, should I be leaving the bunker tomorrow morning? You know, to give you two some privacy?" Dean, Cas and I were sitting on the sofa's we had arranged around a TV which Dean had bought about a year ago now, just watching some mindless TV before going to bed. When I finished speaking, Dean was the first to react by glaring at me with that look that said 'shut up Sammy'. I was going to back off and just leave the idea alone but before I could walk away to my room, Cas started speaking,
"Why do you feel the need to leave tomorrow, Sam? You usually just ignore us when we engage in sexual intercourse. Well, except that night where Dean and I got drunk and were too loud." Cas said this without giggling, just a small tilt of his head which Dean always seemed to find endearing. Well, when he mentioned the night I had to leave; he started to smile a little bit, obviously lost the memory of that night.
That night had been awful, Cas had wanted to try shots for the first time since he became human and weirdly he still seemed to have his high tolerance for alcohol. He gave Dean a run for his money with the amount of shots he could do, about an hour into the drinking game I told them I was going to bed. Mainly because I could already feel that the hangover I was going to have tomorrow and could tell it was going to leave me practically dead the next morning. But because of the amount of shots they had drunk. Both of them had become very open about touching and kissing each other, it was nothing new. The first week they started dating, they would not stop touching each other and I had to wear ear plugs to block them out at night. I would have complained to them, but I was just so happy they had finally admitted their feelings to each other; I mean it had been six years. So I let them have a week before I started to glare at Dean in the mornings until he realized why I was angry at him and I told them to keep it down.
I shook my head and looked at Cas, "Don't you know what tomorrow is, Cas? You know, Valentines' Day? Where you spend the day with the person you lov- like?"
I wasn't sure if they had had the 'love' conversation yet, I don't want to freak Dean out with that idea. Even though I know for sure that Dean and Cas do love each other.
"Isn't that the holiday that Cupid is busiest on?" Cas says, still tilting his head to the side slightly.
"Yeah. Couples usually go on dates, have dinner, movie or something. I just wondered if you two were doing anything tomorrow and if I should leave you guys alone." I looked at Dean whilst saying this and I could see him flushing slightly, confirming the fact that Dean had a plan for tomorrow but that he hadn't even mentioned it to Cas.
Cas realized I wasn't looking at him and twisted around to face Dean, who was now looking down at the bottle of beer in his hands instead of at his boyfriend.
"Dean? Why didn't you mention this? Do you not want to celebrate? We don't have to if you don't want too?" Cas was talking quietly to Dean, but even I could hear the hurt that was in his voice.
Dean looked up at me and jerked his head slightly, indicating he wanted me to leave. Which probably meant he was about to show emotion and would rather not have me see it. I rolled my eyes but nodded and walked into the kitchen to dump my empty beer bottle in the bin before going down the hall and into my bedroom.
Dean's POV
"Dean? Why didn't you mention this? Do you not want to celebrate? We don't have to if you don't want too?" I could hear the hurt in Cas' voice and each word felt like a knife twisting in my gut, no worse than that, more like a gash that only a Hellhound can cause. I hated making Cas sound like that, I had caused enough hurt to everyone else around me, but I never wanted to make Cas feel like that.
I looked up at Sam, I wanted to glare at him again for bringing this up but I didn't, it's not his fault. It's mine. I should have mentioned Valentine's Day to Cas weeks ago, but every time I tried. I just felt embarrassed, I shouldn't have. Cas has been spending the last seven months of our relationship telling me that I don't have to hide anything from him, that we don't have secrets. He saw each and every part of me when he pulled me out of Hell, the little things that no one else knows about and the things which cause me more pain that I will ever say. Cas knew everything, I didn't have to tell him any of that and I had been learning to share with him, it made me feel better about it because Cas understood. He understood the pain I felt after Dad disappeared, leaving me on my own thinking that he was dead, the pain and guilt that weighed down on me for bringing Sam back into this life. The guilt of letting Bobby, Jo, Ellen, Ash, Pamela and all the others, the people that only got killed because they were helping Sam and me.
I blinked and waited for Sam to leave the room before looking at Cas. He was going a good job of hiding the pain in his eyes, but knowing him like I did, loving him like I did, I could see it. I couldn't help but see it and I wished I could go back in time and tell Cas weeks ago but I settled for leaning forward slowly, putting one hand on his neck before pressing my lips to his. Cas reacted instantly and started to press himself against me but I put my free hand on his chest and pushed him away slightly, I had to speak to Cas before I lost my nerve. I looked at Cas and his had a small pout on his face which I couldn't help but laugh at, I kissed his lips once more before leaning back. I opened my mouth but nothing came out, I just didn't know how to tell Cas why I didn't tell him. Cas could see my worry and held my hand squeezing it slightly, I looked up and Cas gave me an encouraging smile. I smiled back and started to try and put my thoughts into words,
"It's not that I don't want to celebrate Valentine's Day, it just that- I just haven't celebrated it before, I have never been with someone on Valentine's Day. I mean, I have been with people but never, never like this. I have never been with someone like this and I am just afraid, afraid of mucking up what we have because I lo-" I felt my throat close up and I looked down at Cas holding my hand, I just focused on breathing. Cas rubbed my hand slowly and just waited for me to calm down, strangely that gave me the courage to look Cas in the eye, take a deep breath and say "I love you, Cas."
Cas' POV:
"I love you, Cas." My eyes widened, whatever I expected to say that wasn't it. I mean, I knew I loved him and that he probably loved me but to hear him say it. I could see Dean getting nervous, he was flushing bright red and fidgeting whilst looking anywhere around the room except at me. I pulled my hands away from Dean's and I could see him physically tensing us as I did it, but I didn't move away from him. I moved closer, I put my hands on either side of his face and pressed my lips against Dean's. I kissed him for a second before pulling back and whispering against his lips, "And I love you, Dean Winchester."
Dean didn't move for a moment, just opened his eyes and stared into mine before suddenly surging forward and pushing me back against the couch; he started attacking my mouth with his before slowly down and kissing me more gently but still full of passion. I pressed myself completely against him and started to pull his t-shirt up to reveal his toned stomach, I wound my arms under his so that I could run my hands down his back, the first time Dean gasped into my mouth so I did it again and Dean started mouth along my neck before suddenly biting the skin there. I gasped and bucked up into Dean who groaned, strangely it was that noise that brought me back to my senses and reminded me that Sam could walk out of his room any minute and see us like this, he had before and I still felt embarrassed about it.
"De-" another bite "Dean, wait." Dean stopped instantly and pulled away so he could look at me.
"Cas, what is it? Did I hurt you?" He looked so worried that I had to kiss him on the cheek before answering him.
"No, it's just that I think we should go to our room. You know, in case we get carried away and Sam walks in on us again."
"Heh, come on Cas. You can't tell me that wasn't even the slightest bit funny. Sam tried to get away so fast that he tripped over his own feet and face planted the floor. From that height, he must have really hurt his face."
"Okay, that was funny. But it was embarrassing! Your brother caught us having sex on the couch that he used to sit on! He still won't go anywhere near it."
Dean laughed before answering, "Yeah, which is fine because we get the bigger couch now. Plus I spoke to him about it a couple of days after when he could finally look me in the eye. I apologised, he told me he had to bleach his eyes, I called him a bitch and he replied by calling me a jerk. But you're right, come on." Dean stood up in one fluid motion that came from years of training and hunting, he held out his hand for me to grab before pulling me towards his room. In our haste, we both nearly tripped over our hunting bags which had been left in the hallway. I bumped into Dean, who then thumped into the wall; I started laughing and suddenly couldn't stop,
"I'm sorry, Dean." I tried to say between fits of laughter.
"It's okay, you'll just have to make it up to me and I know just how you will do that." Dean winked in a way that only he could get away with before pulling me inside our room and slamming the door behind us. Instantly after that, we could hear the music playing from Sam's room down the hall, Dean and I both shouted out a quick apology before falling into the bed and slowly stripping each other of each layer of clothing we were wearing. Dean rolled on top and started kissing my forehead, my eyelids, my nose, and finally my lips, he hovered there for a moment before moving down my neck and towards my chest. He reached for my hands and held them above our heads before reaching back up to my mouth where hovered over my mouth again before looking me in the eye and whispering,
"I love you, Cas."
I smiled, connecting our lips for a millisecond before whispering back at him, "And I love you, Dean Winchester."
Dean gave a huge grin and continued down on his kissing trek of my chest, stomach and lower until I was suddenly engulfed in heat causing me to groan loudly into the quiet room.
Sam's POV:
I was still awake and reading a book when I heard the bangs coming down the hallway, I hesitated on grabbing the stereo remote just inches from my hand. It suddenly went quiet before I heard Cas' laughter echoing towards my room, I could hear their footsteps before their bedroom door suddenly slammed shut. It was then I knew that tonight would be very loud and I snatched up the remote and turned the stereo on, I barely heard their shouted apologies over the music blasting from the speakers. I tried to concentrate on the book but when I found the line I had been on, I heard a loud groan coming from their room.
"Yep. Definitely going to be one of those nights." I put the book on the bed and grabbed the ear plugs from the bedside cabinet; I shoved them in my ears before turning the lamp off and closing my eyes, just trying to get some sleep but also to think of where I could go for all of tomorrow. It didn't take me what long to drift off to sleep with the vibrations of music helping me.