Flirting

2 weeks later…

"How's it goin' with your little crush, Cass?" Dean asked.

"I have tried, Dean. They haven't noticed." Castiel said, sighing sadly.

"Hang in there. Wait a few more days. If they don't come around, try the direct approach."

"Okay, Dean. Do you need me to do anything for you?"

"Nope."

2 days later…

Castiel was losing hope. Dean wasn't noticing. Today was the day for the direct approach. He flew into Dean's room.

"Cass, hey-" Dean started. Castiel grabbed the top of his head, tilted it back and pressed his lips against Dean's, kissing him lovingly. 2 minutes later, Castiel pulled away. Dean couldn't believe he was turned on. He was aroused by the taste of Castiel's perfect, soft, pink lips. Suddenly, Dean stood up and grabbed Castiel by the shoulders.

"You're messing with Dean Winchester. And he doesn't stop after just one, tiny kiss." Dean said, kissing Castiel fiercely. Castiel kissed back with equal force.

"Dean, why did you ignore my flirting?" Castiel asked.

"Didn't know you were flirting with me. I've always loved you, Cass, now you can be mine." Dean said, tracing Castiel's firm six-pack.

"Good. You have made me happier than I have been in thousands of millennia. I love you, Dean Tristan Winchester, and you are mine. Forever."

"And you're mine forever. I'll always be yours."

Falling back onto the bed, Dean wrapped his arms around Castiel and kissed his neck.

"Goodnight, my love." Castiel whispered.

"Goodnight, my angel." Dean whispered back.