"Cas, could you please turn this crap off?" Dean pleaded as he tried to concentrate on the road and not the blaring voices coming out of the speakers. He and Castiel had gone on a food run and were on their way back to the bunker and unfortunately for Dean; Castiel had recently discovered 'Wicked' the Broadway musical. The CD was currently being blasted throughout the Impala; Castiel recently cranked up the volume.
It had started with Sam and that damn trip to the local theater and then the next thing you know, Castiel is singing along to the soundtrack purely from memory. At first, Dean wasn't aware where Castiel man was getting all of these songs from, well, not until Sam came back to the bat cave with the entire CD. Castiel had almost exploded with excitement; they nearly had to clean him off the walls. He had hugged Sam and then ran into the nearest room with a stereo and proceeded to blast the whole album throughout the entire bunker. It's a good thing Sam thought ahead, and 'coincidentally' picked up earplugs for everyone, including a grumpy Kevin and even the King of Hell, who was still locked in the basement. But to everyone's surprise, he denied the earplugs in favor of singing along to 'Popular' and 'What Is This Feeling'. Demons, what are you gonna do?
"Dean, this is not 'crap', this is music and no I will not turn it down, because this is my favorite number of the album. Idina Menzel is spectacular." Castiel told Dean matter-of-factly.
"Could you at least turn it down?" Dean asked. Castiel turns his head to face Dean and shakes his head with narrowed eyes, while he mouths the words to 'No Good Deed'. Dean simply rolls his eyes and turns back to the road. The song eventually changes to 'As Long As You're Mine' and Castiel turns the volume down a few notches. Dean breathes a sigh of relief as they pull up to the bunker.
Dean starts to get out of the car, but he is pulled down and back into the driver's seat, he doesn't have a chance to ask questions because there are suddenly lips on his own. Dean leans into the sudden kiss as Cas throws his free hand around Dean's neck and runs his tongue along Dean's bottom lip. Castiel moves his mouth against Dean's, swallowing every little whimper and moan. Dean fists his hand into Castiel's shirt and pulls him closer. Dean's hand moves to cup the angel's jaw. Dean sighs happily when Cas emits a moan of his own. Eventually, they part, still holding each other close; forehead-to-forehead.
"What was that for?" Dean asks breathlessly.
"The song reminds me very much of you." Castiel, who is blushing a dark shade of red, attempts to avert his eyes from Dean, but the hunter, would have none of that. He hooked his finger under the shorter man's chin and met Castiel's eyes, which were shining an alarmingly bright shade of blue.
"And why is that?" Dean asks smugly. Castiel blushes a darker shade of red as he firmly meets Dean's eyes.
"Because I –uph!" Castiel was off by Dean's tongue against his own. Dean pulled away and grinned widely at Castiel, who returned the smile wholeheartedly.
"I know." Dean breathes. "I love you too."