Dean looked at the clock for about the hundreth time as he pondered weither or not he should actually do it. It felt to him like it's been 2:26 for forever, and he only had another four minutes before Cas showed up. That is, if he even shows up. Cas does have a way of dissappearing when he was needed the most. He felt sick with anxiety, trying to figure out what he was going to say to him. He was never really good with things like words and feelings.

"Cas, I know we're like brothers, but I love you."

That's fucking stupid, thought Dean, saying "I love you" like that would just make it a hell of a lot more awkward than it already needed to be. Although he did love him, which even after all this time felt really weird to think about. He wanted something that he was terrified to admit to anyone else. Not Sammy, not Cas, not anyone. Hell, he couldn't even admit it to himself for a long time.

He checked the clock once more. 2:28am. His stomach turned and he clenched his fists. Cas would be there in two minutes and he still had no idea what the hell he was going to say to him. Dean stood up off the motel bed and walked into the bathroom. He turned and glimpsed at himself in the mirror; he was a nervous wreck. His hair was a completely mess and his hands were shaking. How pathetic, he thought.

"You can do this." He mumbled aloud, running his fingers through his brown hair. Dean let out a nervous sigh. "Who the hell am I even trying to kid? I can't do this."

"Do what?" Dean jumped as he heard the familiar husky voice from behind him.

"Damn it Cas! You scared the crap out of me."

"My apologies, Dean. I thought you said to come here at precisely this time. Perhaps I was mistaken..?" His voice trailed off as he looked at Dean with worried eyes. "Are you okay? You look awful."

"What?" his mind went blank for a moment as he looked at the angel infront of him. "Oh, uhh, yeah man I'm fine, I just..." Dean struggled for words "I just..I need to talk to you."

"Of course. Are you in some sort of trouble?" Cas gave him a concerned look.

"No, it's nothing like that. Not this time, anyway."

"Then what's wrong, Dean?" Cas took a step closer to him, he was hopeless when it came to personal space, not that Dean really minded. "Perhaps I have done something to upset you?"

"Cas, you.." Dean furrowed his eyebrows and peered at Cas. He decided that maybe he just needed to swallow his pride for once in his god damn life and actually say what was on his mind. He's dealt with a lot worse than a stupid crush. He took a deep breath and reached to grab Cas' hand, maybe a little too quickly, expecting Cas to pull away. But to Deans relief he didn't.

"Cas, knowing you has been crazy. Really crazy. We've been through a lot of really shit together, you and me." Cas knodded his head. You sound like a complete idiot, he thought. "and over that time..we've grown..close." Dean flicks his eyes to him and Cas' hands, which were still entwined. "We've become like family."

"Yes. I feel the same, Dean." Cas responded.

"But, maybe I don't want to just be family anymore. Maybe I want something more than that."

"I don't understand exactly what do you mean, Dean?"

Dean knew that if he didn't do it now, he could never forgive himself for it.

"I mean.." he clenched Cas' hand a little tighter and clenched his jaw. "I mean I love you, Cas! Dam it, I'm inlove with you. And I'm so fucking tired of pretending that there's nothing there because there is." His heart was now racing, and he was starting to regret this whole damn thing.

Cas looked up at him with his gorgeous blue eyes, sighed, and said "No Dean, das gay." Then he angel poofed away.

The end.