Chapter one
"Hey, I want you to listen to this." Dean's rough voice rumbled around the small bedroom. He walked over to the cassette player and mumbled through smiling lips,
"Ah, this one's good."
He wiggled the tape between his dry fingers and shoved into the player that emitted a small click. The soft rumble of rock bounced within the room.
Castiel's lips curved up as the music drifted into his ears. Cas crawled on the hard bed, leaning back with his hands behind his head.
His eyelids drooped heavily as the drums slowed. Dean turned to face Cas, his smile melting into an awe-struck gape.
Dean stumbles over to the bed, the bass riveting in the pit of his stomach. He made the climb and leaned over Cas's flawless body.
His breath shaky and uneven as he proceeded to close the space between them. Dean's lips pressed greedily against the other's.