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Dean sat down at the table in the middle of the bunker common room. It was cold, and Sam was off in town buying some grocceries. Dean only hoped he didn't forget the pie. The pie was the most important meal of the day, if you considered pie a meal. And Dean did.

"Dean, what are you doing?" Castiel asked. Dean snapped out of his own little reality and looked over at Cas. Castiel sat across from him, leaning over the table staring at Dean with a concerned look.

"Oh, just sitting here, Cas. Waiting for the pie." he said, trailing off. Cas nodded and smiled.

"Yes, the pie is quite delicious." he said. The two sat in silence, once again. The akwardness droned on and Dean was starting to get uncomfrotable. Usually the silence didn't bother him, sometimes he even longed for it, but this one...this one was different. He wanted it to end, he wanted it to be broken by something..by anything.

"Dean, are you okay?" Cas asked. He seemed concerned and Dean felt bad.

''You have the look of, of light fear." Cas said, his voice getting even more thick with concern.

"I'm fine, Cas. It's nothing."

Cas sighed and looked Dean in the eye. "Dean, I've known you for many years now and I know that when you say that it's nothing that you are lying."

Dean grunted and glared at Cas. "I'm FINE, Cas."

Castiel shook his head, and held out his hand against Deans. Dean tried to pull away, but Castiels grip was too tight, but at the same time it seemed gentle.

Castiel liked the way that Dean's hand felt in his own. It was warm, and despite the moist tempature on his skin Castiel didn't want to pull away.

"Talk to me, Dean, please." he begged. Dean's heart broke at the emotion in Castiels voice. It almost seemed as if he was shattered. They had been through so much together lately and all Dean wanted was his best friend to sound like himself again.

"Dean?" he said again. Dean looked over at Cas, and before he could stop himself he leaned across the table and kissed him. Castiels lips were rough, but at the same time they were incredibly soft and Dean had never felt a pair of lips that had felt so much like heaven.

Castiel whimpered and it took Dean by such a suprise that he gasped against Castiels mouth. Cas slipped his tonge into Dean's mouth quickly. Dean moaned and took a little nibble of Cas's tongue.

It didn't take long before the two of them were a tangle of limbs and passion. Dean had never had a makeout session quite like this own and Castiels body was pure heaven.

The shirts had come off what seemed like forever ago, but things had still not made it to X-rated, and Dean wanted them too soooooo bad.

But, just as Dean reached for the button on Castiels pants the two of them heard a firm grunt.

The two pulled away, akwardly suprised as they turned to face a slightly confused Sam who stood in the front of the room holding the bags of grocceries.

"Did I miss something?" he asked, his voice a little shaky. He was obviously embarrresed about walking in on such an intimate matter, but really...in the open room?

"Yeah, um, did you get the pie?" Dean asked, without skipping a beat. Cas smilled and kissed Dean on the cheek and asked

"Yeah, did you get the pie?"