Dean Winchester was driving his 67 Chevy Impala down a long, deserted highway. He was listening to one of his favorite bands, Air Supply. He only did this when his brother Sam wasn't with him, of course. Right now he was researching with Kevin in the bunker. Dean liked to drive, sometimes he would just do it to get away from life, and sometimes it was just to blow off some steam. Dean started belting out the chorus to the current song playing. "I'm all outta love, I'm so lost with out you. I know you were right, believing for so"- Castiel suddenly appeared in the seat next to him, and Dean swerved his car in shock. Once he was driving straight on the road again, Dean realized I'm all outta love was still playing on the radio. Ooh, what are you thinking of? Dean fumbled with the buttons until he finally put it on mute. "Damn it, Cas!" he yelled. Castiel stared at him from the passenger seat, completely oblivious to what had just happened. "Hello Dean" he said in his usual gruff voice. Dean sighed heavily and continued driving. After a few minutes, Castiel spoke. "I came to see how you are" he stated. Dean frowned, "I'm fine, Cas. What about you? Is Naomi still inside your melon?"

Cas sighed. "No, I think she's gone, for the most part. And to answer your other question, yes, I'm fine."

"Well you look fine" Dean replied. Then he froze. He hadn't meant to say that. Cas looked at him strangely. "Thank you" he said.

They stared at each other in silence. Has his eyes always been so blue? Dean thought. He hadn't even noticed that he called Cas 'fine' until it slipped out. It was just a reflex. As Dean kept staring at Cas. He realized how much he missed him. This was Cas, who had always been there for him. Cas, who rebelled from heaven for him. Cas, who would risk his life to save him. Cas, who had the face of an angel… Dean found himself staring at his best friend's lips. It was then that he noticed Cas was staring at his lips too. Instinctively, Dean leaned towards Castiel's face…

BBEEEEEEEPPPP! Dean swerved his car around to avoid hitting the truck that was trying to cross the road. He'd completely forgotten he was driving. That's never happened before, Dean thought. He turned to look at Cas again, and realized he was gone. Dean's heart hammered in his chest. The rest of the drive home he kept thinking to himself, was I really going to kiss him?

That night, Dean lay in bed and dreamt of kissing Cas. Suddenly, the sound of rustling wings made him jump awake in bed. "Hello Dean" came a familiar voice. Dean jerked his head to the side of the bed where Cas was standing. "What were you dreaming about?" he asked.

All of Dean's virtues disappeared, and sin spread across his face. "Why don't I show you?" he said seductively. He grabbed Castiel's tie, and started pulling him slowly towards the bed…

The End!

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