A/N: Hello precious darlings! So, I came across some prompt tables online and decided for every word on that table I would write a short destiel one shot about it (no more than 1,000 words). I am determined to reach 101 as sort of a challenge to myself; we'll see how it goes XD Expect a mixture of fluff and angst, some human and angel Cas, and some pre-established or only just blooming relationships. I will add to the tags as I go along and change the summary with each new word. So, I hope you enjoy :)

Gloves

Castiel learnt everything he knows about humanity by observing the fascinating creatures from afar. It was only when he started spending more time on earth with Sam and Dean that he realised just how truly uneducated he was when it came to human customs despite his years of surveillance.

Although it was apparent that Dean didn't regard himself as much of a mentor Casitel insisted that he had learnt a lot from him. It was only when they finally entered a relationship that Dean seemed to accept the impact he had made on Castiel's already lengthy life. Castiel understood that Dean's self-esteem was not the best at times, so he endeavoured to make sure that his partner always felt appreciated and cared for.

When it came to relationships Castiel had learnt about sexual encounters by observing movies that Dean said he had to watch in private (like the one with the pizza man), but when it came to the issue of romance Castiel was still uncertain about many things.

The new human wanted to show the world that he loved Dean Winchester, and it was whilst they were out walking one day looking for a place to eat that Castiel started to pick up on a few things, subtle gestures that people used to express their affection.

He and Dean were walking side by side, shoulders brushing occasionally. Dean was rambling on again about how Sam could possibly consider salads proper food and Castiel found himself zoning out as he observed the other couples on the street that day.

He noted how most of them seemed to be clinging onto each other's hands. Was it because they were afraid the other would disappear? No, they looked content. Maybe it was just a sign of how they were linked together In love, bonded, and he and Dean did share a profound bond.

Castiel looked down at Dean's hand which was swinging loosely by his side. Was he supposed to ask first or just make a grab for it? He looked around for guidance and spotted how one man and woman seemed to just link hands naturally without even looking at each other for assurance. Castiel gave a firm nod before looking back down and Dean's hand and hesitantly wrapping his fingers around the hunter's.

"Whoa!" Dean exclaimed and snapped his hand away.

Castiel stopped walking and looked at him startled before looking down at the pavement crestfallen.

"I'm sorry, Dean." He mumbled; he'd clearly misread something.

"Hey, no..." Dean hurried to assure his partner, placing a gentle hand on Cas' back. "I would hold your hand, Cas, but they are freezing, man!"

"Oh..." Castiel mused as he raised his hands and studied them deeply.

He supposed they looked a little paler than usual and there was a slight shakiness too them; he realised he'd never felt the cold before.

Dean took Cas' hands in his own distinctly warmer ones and brought them to his lips, kissing them softly and then caressing the palms with his thumbs.

"That feels a little better" Castiel said with a whisper of a smile.

"Yeah, well unfortunately it's not a real permanent solution." Dean said and he appeared to scour the street in search of something. "Got it, come on" he said triumphantly after spotting what he wanted.

Castiel followed his partner across the street and found him entering a store where the window was lined with older gentleman's hats, canes and umbrellas with mahogany handles. The former angel frowned with confusion wondering what Dean could possibly be looking for in such a store. He followed the hunter inside and the elderly woman behind the counter greeted them with a warm smile.

"Hi, do you have any gloves for my frozen boyfriend over here?" Dean asked as he leaned casually on the counter.

Castiel couldn't help but smile - he liked that Dean could proudly announce their relationship status to a stranger.

"Why, I think I might have the perfect pair" the woman beamed and bustled off into the back.

Dean remained waiting at the counter whilst Castiel explored a little - human fashion was fascinating, but he was too use to his trench coat.

The woman eventually returned and Castiel went to join them at the counter. She held out a pair of black leather gloves - Castiel thought they looked beautiful.

"Allow me" Dean smiled as he slipped each glove onto Cas' hands with the utmost care. "See they fit, well, like a glove!" He exclaimed with a trademark goofy grin, but then stopped when Cas just looked confused - he didn't get the expression.

"These are wonderful" Castiel proclaimed as he flexed his newly warmed fingers - such simple inventions and yet very effective. "But, erm..." He leaned in close so he assumed only Dean could hear him. "They are very expensive."

"Not a problem. You deserve the best." Dean assured him as he handed over the right amount of cash to the woman.

Castiel positively beamed and planted a kiss on his lover's cheek. This was the first gift Dean had gotten him (other than the gift that already was their relationship) and so he would cherish the gloves forever.

"Thank you, Dean" Castiel said once they left the store.

Dean simply smiled brightly at him - something else which made Castiel feel warm - and held out his hand for Cas to take. Castiel complied happily and they continued their search for a diner hand in hand.

The way their fingers entwined made their bond feel more solid than ever in Castiel's opinion and he was starting to get the appeal of small but meaningful romantic gestures. He truly loved his hunter.

Thank you for reading, ducklings!

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