Dean walked into the bunker holding a pack of beer in one hand. He placed them on the table and saw Cas standing in front of a mirror looking frustrated. Dean grinned and shrugged off his jacket, "Cas, what are you doing?" he asked leaving his jacket on the back of a chair. Cas kept fiddling with his tie, but couldn't get it right.
"Ugh, why is this so complicated?" he mumbled to himself. Dean rolled his eyes and walked over to help him. He spun Cas around to face him and helped him with his tie. Cas looked at Dean as he focused on fixing his tie, "Thank you," he said. Dean looked up and sighed, "Yeah, no problem, but if you can't even tie your own tie, why do you bother wearing it?" he asked. Cas frowned, "I don't know, I guess it's grown on me, like why do you still wear that jacket when it's not cold outside?" he asked. Dean finished with Cas' tie and looked over his shoulder at the jacket on the chair, he smiled, "I guess, it's grown on me too, Cas."

A few weeks later Cas was having trouble with his tie again, and Dean saw him struggling so he decided to help him, again. He walked up behind Cas, "Come on Cas, you gotta learn how to do this on your own," he said facing the mirror. He slowly showed Cas each step of tying the tie, and Cas blushed from being so close to him. When Dean was finished Cas inspected his work and gave Dean a little smile through the mirror, "Thanks," he said, "but I like when you tie it for me," he blushed. Dean smiled patted Cas on the back, "Well, what if I'm not here? Who you gonna get to tie it for you? And don't look at Sam, he can't even tie his own shoelaces," Dean said. Cas' smile slowly faded and he turned around facing Dean, "Then I wont tie it. It wouldn't be the same unless you did it for me," he said. Dean smiled and grabbed onto Cas' tie pulling it tightly, bringing Cas closer to him.
"Dean, what happened to the personal space problem you—"
"Shut up," he said as he lowered his lips onto Cas' kissing him softly. Cas tried to pull away, but Dean pulled him back in kissing him harder. He moved his hands up Cas' tie and loosened it to take it off, but Cas pushed him away.

"Dean," he gasped catching his breath, "What?" Dean asked confused. Cas looked at Dean then down at his tie. Dean rolled his eyes, "It's fine, I'll fix it later come on," he said walking closer to Cas, but Cas stopped him, "No, Dean, we—I can't. If we go any further than what just happened I could lose my grace," he said trying to fix his tie. Dean frowned, "Come on, just this one time," he pleaded. Cas sighed pulling his tie off, threw it on the ground and walked away expecting Dean to follow him, but he didn't, "Well, aren't you coming?" he asked over his shoulder. Dean smiled and followed Cas. "You better fix my tie after we're done," Cas said as they continued walking. Dean laughed, "Yeah, okay Cas," he said as he swung his arm around his shoulders.