A/N: Another fluffy oneshot :)
"So, Dean," Sam said, smirking knowingly. His older brother took a swig of his beer and swallowed.
"What?"
"I noticed that you've been getting a separate room lately."
Dean flushed, but looked defiant. "And?"
"*And* I also noticed that Castiel's been joing you." Sam was grinning, but he continued to type on his laptop. Dean breathed loudly through his nose.
"All right. You know what, Sam? Why don't you stop beating around the bush. Tell me what you *really* think is going on."
Sam laughed. "Okay. I think that you've been having...relations with Cas. And I'd like to say that it's about time and that it's perfectly okay."
Dean nodded, pretending to think about it. "Mm. Okay. Now it's my turn."
Sam looked up from his computer, perking up in anticipation.
"The reason why Cas has been joining me is because he's still scared that he might kill himself. I stay with him so he's not alone with his thoughts."
The self-satisfied smile melted off Sam's face like hot wax. "Dean, I-"
Dean held his hand up to stop his brother from talking. "*And* we've also been having what you call 'relations'," he said, grinning. "One for me, zero for you. I win."
At that precise moment a fluttering of wings sounded and the boys looked up to see the angel. Castiel smiled, first at Dean and then Sam. The latter noticed that the angel's smile was much brighter for his older brother. "Hi, Cas," he said, struggling not to smile.
"Hello, Sam. Dean."
Dean winked suggestively and drained the last few drops from his bottle.
