Casflavoredpie on tumblr suggested as a prompt: I would love if you wrote about Castiel asking Dean what romantic love feels like, then Dean realizing he feels that way about Cas.

And I wanted to write a jealous!dean scenario and I wanted human!cas.

So yeah…Hope you enjoy.

It had been 3 or so months after the angels had fallen from grace. 3 months of Castiel trying with all his might to be completely submerged in being human. 3 months filled with stress and struggles for the ex-angel and hunters. Dean and Sam sat at the table in the men of letters bunker (also known as the Bat Cave) and read through a billion different books, trying to figure out some way to get the angels back up to heaven. Sam had survived the mostly completed trials to close hell, not without some odd side effects, but still… He wasn't dead or dying so Dean counted that as a win.

And despite the difficult change into being human, Cas was dealing with his loss of grace fairly well. As best as one can expect from him, at least. Dean admired Cas' bravery and he had been so happy that Cas hadn't fallen like Anna did and was an infant with no memory of them, that he couldn't really stay mad at Cas for not coming as soon as he called when the angels began to fall. Because he knew now that it had been impossible for Cas to do that at the time, with no angelic powers and all.

So they all could be doing much worse at the moment, but still it had been a very stressful few months and Dean needed to get out.

"Sammy, I don't see a single thing in any of these books that says a lick about how to get the angels topside again." Dean said tossing a book onto the table and picking up his cold cup of coffee. Castiel entered then with two more steaming hot cups in his hand for the brothers. Castiel had recently been trying to make food for the past week, as part of his "human training". It was going surprisingly well, except for the incident with the burnt pancakes. Dean was still, even after 3 months of Cas being human, trying to get use to the more human things that Castiel did. For example, instead of being completely stoic and stiff when standing beside Dean now, he was a bit hunched over and much more relaxed. He showed in his body language that he was tired but refused to outwardly tell anyone about it.

"Well I don't know Dean. I guess we just have to keep looking. What else can we do?" Sam said as he picked up the cup that Cas laid down for him and took a sip. Cas sat next to Dean and looked at the books open in front of him placing his hands over the page and leaning in to look at the script.

"Cas, when was the last time you slept?" Dean asked.

"Surprisingly I have slept much more, as of recent. But it is still difficult to get used to it, I admit." Castiel replied carefully. Honestly he didn't like sleeping at all. He felt much too vulnerable. He didn't like being unconscious, even if it was for only a few hours. It was something he much rather missed about being an angel, the lack of need for sleep. Dean let out a gruff sigh and leaned back in his chair tipping it onto 2 legs instead of 4 while he stretched his arms and legs out.

"We need a break." Dean said.

"Okay, uh…you wanna watch some TV?" Sam asked setting his cup down.

"No, I mean we need to get out of here. I love the bat cave as much as the next guy, but we need to blow off some steam." Dean said. Cas glanced up from the book to look at Dean who was setting his chair back on all fours now. Cas gave him his customary confused head tilt and Dean let a small grin creep onto his face. He couldn't help it really, he knew Cas was human now, but sometimes Cas' old naive angelic self would slip out and Dean couldn't help but give him a sad smile.

"Blow off some steam Cas, it's like, having some fun, letting your brain relax for a bit. Taking a few to just chill…We need to go to a bar." Dean resolved in the end of his explanation to Cas.

"A bar? Really?" Sam asked as he ran his hand through his floppy brown hair.

"Why not? We've been working our asses off trying to figure out this angel/Metatron thing, we deserve some time to just…relax." Dean said to his brother. Cas frowned to himself.

"I guess you're right." Sam said slowly.

"I know I'm right. Okay, it's settled we get changed and we head out to a bar. Meet at baby in 10 minutes. " Dean said. Sam nodded and stood up, stretching his arms above his head. Dean stood up too, drinking the last of his coffee that Cas had brought him. He hadn't even realized he had been drinking it while they were talking…

Castiel didn't move to stand up. Sam left the room and Dean started to walk out but paused when he noticed Cas not getting up.

"Come on Cas, get a move on, you can't wear that to a bar. The chicks'll think you're fresh out of the loony bin." Dean said, indicating the grey t-shirt he had borrowed from Dean and black sweat pants.

"I will not be accompanying you." Castiel replied quietly, not looking Dean in the eyes, which made Dean feel uncomfortable.

"What the hell you talking about man? You need to blow off some steam, too. You've been working hard trying to be human." Dean said.

"And I wouldn't have to work to be human if I hadn't let Metatron trick me in the first place." Castiel replied with a cold tone. Dean sighed.

"Cas, we've talked about this. It wasn't your fault. It was Metatron's and we're gonna find the bastard and a way to get the angel's back upstairs." Dean said quietly. There was a moment of silence and then Dean cleared his throat.

"Besides," Dean began with a chuckle.

"I need a wing man tonight, and since you've had wings I thought you'd be perfect for the job." Dean grinned at Cas who looked up at him, a small smile crossing his cracked lips. Dean glanced down at them, but only for a moment before he met Cas' eyes again.

"Come on, maybe going out tonight will help get your mind off of things." Dean urged. Cas nodded slowly in agreement and started to stand.

"That's what I'm talkin' 'bout." Dean smiled and left the room to go change. Cas sighed. He felt a bit better, though he almost always did after Dean talked with him. Although, Castiel was still feeling a bit apprehensive about going out into the "real world". He had, after all, just become human not only 3 months prior. He hoped that he could interact correctly with other humans without being too much of a nuisance on Dean.