AN: So, here is the sweetest one I've written, I think. No smut in this one... Sorry, thems is the breaks... However, the next one will be smutty... sort of ... maybe. I'm not too sure! Either way! ALL OWNERSHIP TO THOSE WHO OWN THEM! ALSO PLEASE REVIEW! I AM A REVIEW WHORE! I LOOOOOOVE REVIEWS! Thank you...
Disclaimer: It's Your Love belongs to Tim McGraw!
Dean and Castiel stood out in a field, one night, after a major wendigo hunt. The hunt had been stressful, long, and exhausting. Dean had been injured, his arm broken, but Cas fixed him, so no real harm done. Now, they were both sitting in front of the Impala, Dean with a beer at hand, and Cas just sitting, relishing in his companions presence.
The night sky was perfect, filled to the brim with stars, a romantic setting. Just what Dean had in mind.
He set his bottle down, looked over at Cas, smiled, before grabbing the angel's hand.
"C'mon," he said, dragging Cas into the middle of the field.
The angel, thought surprised by the sudden movement, had no resistance, and allowed himself to be dragged. Dean pulled the Castiel close to his body, wrapping an arm around his waist, and holding his hand. Cas raised an eyebrow, before wrapping his own arm around Dean's torso.
"What are we doing, Dean?" Cas asked, as Dean began to hum a tune and shuffle them around.
Dean smiled, "Dancing in the dark in the middle of the night."
Castiel smiled back, allowing his body to sway this way and that with Dean's. His heart clenched at the thought that Dean wanted to dance with him. He knew this just wasn't something that Dean did.
"Do you know what you are doing?" Cas asked as Dean, who was still humming, twirled them in the field.
Dean shrugged, "Sort of." He hummed for another beat, "But I can guess what we're going to end up doing forever."
"What?" Cas asked, his head tilting slightly.
"Taking your heart and holding it tight," he leaned forward, kissing the angel, "touching your skin… and asking you to do what you've been doing all over again."
Castiel smirked back at the human. "Really?"
Dean nodded, "Yeah, these things that go on between us," He motioned, "it's a beautiful thing."
Castiel nodded as they spun again, "Yes, it is." He leaned forward and kissed Deans neck. "Love it a very explosive emotion, I've come to find."
"Yeah," Dean grinned wider, swaying a bit more, "don't think I can keep it all in."
"Then don't," Castiel responded.
"I'm gonna let you know," Dean said, staring the angel in the eye, "what it is that won't let me go."
"What do you mean?" Cas asked.
"I mean that there is something about you… something amazing that won't let me love anything else," Dean murmured, "the way I love you."
"Do you know what it is?" Cas whispered back, letting his forehead rest on Deans.
"Oh, yeah," Dean said, "It's you love." Dean said, kissing the angel again. "It just does something to me." He pulled Cas closer, "It sends a shock right through me, and I can't get enough." He rubbed his hand down Cas' back, "And if you wonder about the spell I'm under… it's your love."
Cas smiled, almost sadly, but locked eyes with Dean. "I know how you feel." He looked to the side, and then back, "I've changed since meeting you… since loving you. I've become different." His eyes were distant for a moment. "Better than I was… more than I am," his smile became wider as he looked at Dean, "And all of this happened by taking your hand."
The swirled around again, noses nearly touching, just looking at each other.
"Who I am now… is who I wanted to be," Castiel said, "I've always envied humans for being who they are." Dean could understand that, "And… now that we're together, I'm smarter and better… happy and… free."
Dean felt shock course through him, "You make me a better man, Cas." He smiled, "And, it's a beautiful thing."
Cas closed his eyes, "If they ask me why I've changed, all I'll do you is say your wonderful name."
Dean felt confusion, who would ask him why he's changed? But, he didn't dwell on it, as the angel closed the gap between them and he felt the soft lips descend.
It's his love. It just does something to me. It sends a shock right through me…. I can't get enough. And if he is to wonder, about the spell that I'm under… It's your love.
