Dean heard the door slam shut behind him as he walked into the bunker
"Cas" he called out. Looking down at the grocery bags he was struggling to carry in.
Dean let out a few chose words as one of the bags split open and spilled its contents down the stairs.
As he crouched down to retrieve the contents Cas suddenly appeared inches from him.
"CAS" dean exclaimed startled by his sudden appearance and if he was being honest with himself the limited space between them. "What did we say about that, you need to give a guy a little warning man!"
"Sorry" Cas stated softly as he crouched down in front of dean to help him pick up the fallen items.
Dean watched as the angel picked up the toothpaste and held it out for him, as Dean reached out to take it their fingers touched. Dean gasped at the contact and looked up only to be met by Castiel shockingly blue eyes. Dean felt himself leaning forward.
"DEAN" Sam yelled out "what's taking so long, I neeeed coffee!"
Dean cleared his throat and scrambled to pick up the remaining items "Well you could help" he yelled back, stomping angrily to the kitchen and slamming the bags on the counter "Here, your precious coffee"
"What's your problem?!" Sam replied surprised by Deans tone.
"Nothing" he mumbled back, storming off to get the rest of the bags from the impala.
As he reached the impala, he put his hands on the top of the hood and took a deep breath, trying to forget why those deep blue eyes affected him so much.
He grabbed the remain bags, slammed the hood shut and marched back inside.