It was early morning in the state of Kansas, in a quiet little city called Lebanon, the sun was slowly beginning to rise in the east, the curtains from a bedroom blowing gently in the breeze and Dean shivered, stirring in his sleep as he rolled over and scooted his body closer to his lover to find some warmth, pressing up against him while he nuzzled his nose and lips softly against his shoulder blades, a smile gracing his face while his lover let out a soft moan of content in his sleep and unconsciously pressed his back up against his lovers chest. Dean continued his soft kisses along the back of his neck and shoulders as Castiel stayed sleeping, dreaming happily as Dean breathed in his scent as he remembered the amazing and wonderful night that led him to this very moment he was having now.

To be completely honesty, this was something that took Dean by surprise. He wasn't sure how and when it all started, all he knew now is that whenever he looks at the ex angel.. Always his angel to Dean, even though he is now a Human and Dean just can't help this feeling inside himself.. His heart beat races fast when he looks into those deep blue eyes. He could just stare at him everyday for hours and hours just losing himself in his eyes. He realizes now after all this time that he is in love with Castiel.. He has been even since he first met him, from the first moment he saw him even though he had tried to kill the angel when he first met him, he knew he had to do that to cover up just how amazing he thought this supernatural being was. Castiel has always been Dean's and Dean has always been his.. God actually made them for each other truth be told, and he was happy to see his dreams for his son and this righteous human being played out this way finally.

It took him a while to even admit to himself that he was in love with an angel.. Constantly denying it and trying to pick up women to prove mostly to himself he wasn't into an angel, especially a male angel, but now it is second nature to feel this way, he loves everything about Castiel. From the way he rebelled for and fell in every way for him, to how he protects Dean and is always there for him.. To the way he tilts his head in confusion and the way he says his name. He always shivers just a little when he hears the angel speak his name, it's the best sound he has ever heard in his life, he had never been so excited to hear someone say his name before and he never wants to imagine not hearing it ever again from that deep husky low voice.

It was getting on in the night and Dean was sitting in his room of the bunker with his back to the door winding down with a nightcap, a glass of Kentucky Bourbon before he got his usual 4 hours, playing with his guitar and he started playing a tune. A song that he heard playing on the radio one day when his cassette player in the impala wasn't working and he had to make do with the radio.. The moment he heard it, He thought of Castiel and how it fit them both perfectly. His voice softly began singing, unaware that Castiel had walked towards his room and heard the music and decided to stand with his shoulder leaning against the doorframe and his arms folded, just mentally taking this moment in, loving seeing the hunter at these times when he felt he could truly be himself and not the bad ass strong no chick flick kind of emotions hunter that he usually portrayed to everyone around him.

"You're mine

and we belong together

yes, we belong together

for eternity"

Castiel heard those lines and he felt his cheeks heating up, a soft blush forming as his heart began to race inside his chest, he had been in the backseat of the impala that day Dean heard this song, appearing invisible to the hunter and had looked into his thoughts that day, That and though he was now human, he could still feel the profound bond the shared and he instantly knew that Dean was referring to himself. He himself had fallen for Dean even before he raised him from perdition. He was given the job of watching over the Winchester boys as they grew up from young little boys to strong young men and even he wasn't told the full circumstances of the Winchester story, but he felt an instant connection with the eldest son of John Winchester as soon as he saw him. He was the only one who volunteered to go down into the depths of hell to save Dean, and he had always held his once white wings that were now burned black and scared as a badge of honor of that moment in time when he saved Dean.

"You're mine

your lips belong to me

yes, they belong to only me

for eternity"

He kept listening, loving the way his hunter's voice softened ever slightly as he sang and as Dean sang the next lyrics, he began thinking of those beautiful lips, wanting to taste them. Wanting to feel how soft they were against his own, wanted to feel those lips nibbling and sucking on his neck so gently. The eldest Winchester was thinking about the same thing. Thinking how whenever he had a chance to be so close to Castiel, he had to control himself from just launching himself at Castiel and attacking those lips like he was a thirsty man desperate for water and how he wanted to hear the angel moan for him, aching to touch him and let the angel know just how badly the hunter wanted him.

As he sang, Dean thought back to when he lost his angel while they were stuck in purgatory and then how his angel was stuck there while Dean managed to get the hell out of there. Even though Dean has never been a religious man, He believed in the angel and never a day went by when he didn't pray for him to come back safely to him. It was those times when Dean finally realized that his feelings for Castiel went much deeper then a friendship or even brotherhood, he was falling deeply and unconditionally in love with the Angel of The Lord called Castiel. It might have been just a human vessel that Castiel was possessing and while it was a man vessel at that but it didn't change the growing feelings Dean had for him.

Dean for as long as he knew was straight as an arrow, Dean couldn't help that he did find his angel's vessel extremely attractive. Dean denied it at first; it could not happen to him. He loved women, but the more he saw Castiel, he began questioning his sexuality. After purgatory, he had pretty much admitted to himself he was at least bisexual. Well for the angel anyway. He was still scared to ever tell Sam even though he knew Sammy wouldn't judge him at all, he knew by now that Sam would only want him to be happy and Dean had never been more sure of anything in his life that Castiel made him more happy then he had ever been in his whole entire life.

"You're mine, my baby and you'll always be I swear by everything I own you'll always,always be mine"

As Castiel stood there, just basking in the sweet sound of the guitar strings and Dean's breath taking voice, he found himself falling even more for his hunter. While Dean was a broken man, he had the most pure soul he had ever had the pleasure, Nae the privilege of seeing. He knew Dean didn't see himself as the righteous man or a hero, so Castiel was going to make damn sure he knew that he saw the hunter that way. That he strived to be just like Dean and learn all he could from him. He knew that he had betrayed Dean a thousand or more so times then he cared to count but he was always so amazed that Dean always managed to find a way to forgive him. Castiel would always come back to him as it was where he belonged, his home, his life, his love.

Castiel couldn't stand the thought of another woman with his hunter. Although he wasn't aware of that emotion at the time when his hunter stayed with Lisa and her son Ben, it made him so jealous. He knew deep down Dean was only keeping his promise to Sam but Castiel hated the thought that she was the one who got to cuddle and snuggle with him in bed during the nights and spend time doing family things together. This is all that the angel wanted with his hunter and it broke his heart to know he wasn't the one to share those moments with Dean. It made him happy the day he decided he was needed back in the supernatural fight and left Lisa and Ben Braden. He didn't understand the emotions he was experience but now knows why. He wanted Dean all to himself and couldn't contain his happiness when Lisa and Ben weren't taking up his time anymore.

He didn't know if Dean would ever admit how he felt for him, but he knew the time for denying and pretending his own feelings weren't real was over. He needed to act before he lost his Hunter for good to someone else. As he realized in the song, yes they did belong together and thinking of that made him smile softly as he slowly and quietly move closer into the room, making sure not to make a sound as he didn't want to disturb the hunter. Now that Dean had Castiel back in his life as a human, and not an angel, he felt in part relieved that if they did start a relationship, or even continued with their friendship that they would grow old together instead of Castiel staying the same.

Jimmy Novak had long ago vacated and so it was only a vessel for Castiel. He had no more memories of the human who allowed himself the honour of accepting Castiel into his life and into his body. Jimmy wasn't angry or upset when he knew his time was up. He had given up his family a long time ago but knew how Castiel felt about the human hunter called Dean so he was more then ready to let Castiel live out the rest of forever in his body, but yet at the same time Dean also struggled with what it meant by Castiel not being an angel. Not having his grace. He knew how important it was to Castiel, his wings were like a badge of honour to him.

He hated to see Castiel struggle with the simple everyday human experiences Sam and himself took for granted like dressing and having a shower, eating and sleeping and the knowledge that Castiel could not heal himself anymore. He wished he could do something to make it easier for Castiel.

"You're mine

and we belong together

yes, we belong together, for eternity

eternity,eternity".

He sang the last line of the lyrics and then put his guitar down beside the bed, whispering a soft "I love you Castiel" before slowly beginning to lower his head down into his hands as he rested his elbows on his knees, wishing and praying that one day he could really and truly call his angel his and only his for the rest of their lives. Castiel listened with his eyes closed and then took a deep breath in as he heard those last words coming from that husky low voice. He took a few steps closer and whispered back, "I love you too Dean". Dean stood and quickly spun around at those words and his eyes and mouth opened wide shocked Castiel had heard him while Castiel took the final steps to Dean's bed and looked at him. "How much did you hear Cas?" was all he could ask as the blushed stained his cheeks a deep red. "Every last line Dean and it was beautiful. So beautiful", Castiel went to say something else, and then looked down and back at him, whispering softly that Dean would hardly hear him. "Did you mean that Dean?"