Unconditionally

"Whatca doing, Cas?" Dean asks with a worried look on his face. Cas shifts uncomfortably in his seat. "Nothing Dean, what are you doing?" he states nervously. Dean can't help but notice that Cas isn't acting the way he usually does. He has become more reserved, almost like something is bothering him. "Not a damn thing, wanna beer?" Dean questions, getting one for himself, like always. Cas doesn't answer right away and stares at the TV with not the slightest clue in what's going on. "No thank you Dean. I am an angel, I don't eat…" Dean interrupts, "Sleep, or drink, I know Cas. Heard it a million times dude. Seriously, what's up with you? Why ya acting so weird?" Dean asks, sounding a little annoyed. Cas ponders the question for a few seconds, before wondering whether or not to tell Dean his true thoughts. Dean walks around the motel room, waiting for an answer from the angel. "If I tell you, do you promise that this will not compromise our relationship as friends?" Dean's eyebrow raises, wondering what could be going on in his best and only friends head. "Yeah Cas, of course. After all we are best friends right?" Still pacing dean stares at Cas, waiting for him to tell Dean the thing that might make their friendship a wreck. "Well Dean, I think that I am acquiring a human feeling of what you call a 'crush'." Dean smirks and sits down next to Cas on the twin sized motel room bed. "Who is it? Does she like you back?" So many questions racing through Dean's head. Cas has never told him anything like this before. "That is the thing, it is not a girl."

Dean gasps quietly, whoa. Dean never thought that the angel could have feelings for anyone, let alone a dude. "Is it not acceptable to like a boy Dean? If it's not, I won't tell you." What could ever make his angle think that? His angle? It sounded weird to Dean, but he ignored it. For some reason now Dean noticed how incredibly blue Cas' eyes were. They were the most beautiful eyes Dean had ever seen. Since when did Dean use the word beautiful? 'No fucken chick flick moments, I don't do that' Dean thought. "Of course it's okay Cas, now will you tell me who you like before I explode?" Did Dean have feelings for Cas? No, he decided, maybe. God, why all of a sudden did Dean like a male? He starts questioning all of his actions around other guys, aside Sammy. He thought he was losing his mind, he knew losing Cas was like losing Sam, but was it always something more than a friendship? "You will not explode, but yes, I will tell you. Dean…" he stops pondering whether or not to still tell dean the truth, this could compromise everything, their friendship, and his with Sam. "It's you Dean… it has always been you. I don't know where this is coming from, but I knew from a couple of months ago that I had a 'crush' on you. I think that it has always been like this for me. You don't have to say anything if you wouldn't like to, ill understand if you want me to leave." He never wanted Cas to leave, now that he thought about it, Cas has always been there for him, took him in, healed him, and most importantly, made Dean stronger. He thought that he liked Cas, and that he would always be there for him, but he didn't want to believe it. How was it possible that Dean Winchester was bisexual? No? Yes? He had no idea, but he knew deep in his heart that Cas would help him through it.

"Oh, Cas." Was all Dean could mumble out. Dean was utterly and completely speechless. "Cas, this is hard for me. I don't know what to say, but I definitely don't want you to leave." Cas didn't know what to think. All he knew, was that he was completely in love with Dean and didn't want to think about anything else. He could barely hear what Dean was saying. "I don't want to leave Dean. I don't know what to say about this either. If you don't feel the same way about me, please tell me now so I don't get upset." Dean had no words, he was not gay, and he would be sadly mistaken if Cas would screw up his manliness. He didn't know what to say, but if he didn't say anything, then Cas would flutter off to god knows where. "Don't get upset with me, and goddamit, don't leave, but I can't make up my mind Cas. Would it be okay to tell you like tomorrow maybe? I'm sorry." Dean muttered under his breath. "Of course Dean I understand. I am going to go into what you call 'angle sleep' now. Goodnight, Dean." Cas said trying to wrap up the conversation as quick as possible, he couldn't handle any more human feelings let alone embarrassment. " 'Night Cas" Dean said before climbing into his own bed.

Dean awoke to the sound of plastic bags and Styrofoam in the kitchen area of their tiny motel room. "Mornin' Cas" dean grumbled as he got out of the very uncomfortable mattress, and headed for the bathroom. "Good morning Dean." Cas prepared the food he had bought from the diner down the road. Dean walked out of the bathroom and sat at the table. "I bought breakfast for you, I thought that you deserved some after this long hunt." Cas stated rather energetic. Dean had no idea why Cas was so happy this morning. Dean had told him the previous night that he didn't know if he liked Cas back, and now he is supper happy, why? Whatever, he got free bacon and pancakes. "Thanks Cas, I really needed this." They were both quiet as dean ate and Cas read the first book in the Harry Potter series. "Good book?" Dean asked with a mouthful of pancakes. Cas held up his pointer finger as a symbol to wait until he finished the page. "Yes, Dean this is a very good book." About ten minutes later they are both finished. "That was a very good book, thank you for letting me read it in the car and here." Cas says joyfully. Dean smiles at him showing no teeth. Though Dean didn't wanna admit it and he didn't even know it himself, he was in love, with a certain angle named Castiel.