Dean had wanted to return the favour, but Cas had insisted that they needed to get ready to go see Bobby. Adding, as he slipped into the shower, that Dean could have his way with Cas later tonight. Dean had winked and Cas had smiled.
Maybe it was the fact that they had only been together for 3 months (today) and they were still in the honeymoon period. Or that Cas was more human than angel these days, or that – hell, Dean didn't know what it was, or why, but he was happy. For the first time in a long time, Dean was truly happy. And Cas had made him feel that way.
Sam was still a bit awkward sometimes, but he supported them. Sam also knew how big a deal this was for Dean. Admitting his feelings was never a thing that Dean was known for, but admitting to having feelings for another man and showing them. Sam had nearly fallen out of his chair and spilt half a bottle of beer onto his laptop when Dean finally stopped pacing after three hours, seven beers, and two glasses of whisky and just came out with "I like Cas..."
Sam had never heard Dean say 'I love you' to Cas. Although Sam and Cas occasionally had what Dean would call 'girly feeling talks'. One of them being when Dean had said 'I love you' to Cas for the first time. Cas had come down to the kitchen positively beaming and humming/singing something in what Sam assumed was Enochian. Sam had asked and Cas had spilled, it was simple as that between them.
Bobby, who they had not seen in over three months since their last hunt, had no idea about Dean and Castiel's relationship. Dean was a bit nervous about telling Bobby. To be honest Dean was nervous about everything that came with having his first boyfriend. He'd never been great with girlfriends and they'd never lasted long, but Dean really wanted this to last, he was just scared of fucking up and losing Cas.
It had taken a week for Dean to hold Cas' hand in public and almost a month to kiss in public, but Cas was patient. He had been waiting for this for a very long time. Now he had Dean, Cas wasn't going to push him, because as much as Dean was scared to lose Cas, Cas was probably more scared to lose Dean.
Dean had scoffed down some bacon and eggs, Cas simply making a piece of toast. They piled in the Impala, despite Sam calling shotgun Dean made him sit in the back, saying something about having spent enough time in the front it was Cas' turn. Cas had made what Sam thought was his version of an apologetic face and got in the front seat. Dean had automatically rested one hand on Castiel's thigh but removed it when Sam had mocked him with 'Awww cute'. Dean only returned his hand because he saw Cas pout slightly.
They drove to Bobby's with Metallica then Led Zeppelin blasting from the Impala's speakers. Sam had tried to do his brotherly duty of annoying Dean by asking 'Are we there yet?' every fifteen minutes. Every time Dean had responded by turning up the music.
The music had reached such a ridiculous volume by the time they drove onto Bobby's property, that Castiel had a headache. Dean had gotten straight out and busied himself in the trunk. Cas had sat there for a moment before getting out and trying to shake off his headache. That made hurt his head even more, putting one hand on the car and the other on his head to steady himself.
Sam who was closest to Cas gripped his shoulder and asked "Are you alright Cas?"
Dean looked up and bolted straight over to Cas "Cas, what's wrong?"
"I'm fine, it's just a headache...the music was a bit loud."
"Awww Cas, you should've said something." Dean said, annoyed at himself for not considering Castiel's sensitive ears.
Cas mumbled something, eyes closed, head against the cold metal of the car, about brothers and cock fighting. Dean crouched and put his face close under Cas'. Castiel opened his eyes. "I'm sorry." Dean whispered, then stood up straighter to hug the smaller man close to him. Their lips barely met before a voice from the stairs remarked "Well that's new, anything else I should know about?"
"Yeah, Sam got a boob job" Dean retorted pinching Sam's right nipple through his shirt.
Bobby rolled his eyes as Sam yelped and told them to get inside, eyeing each of them as they trooped in.
"Drink?" Bobby asked.
Sam replied "Sure." And Dean replied by asking "Got any coffee?"
Sam and Bobby did a double take of Dean before looking at each other then Cas then each other again. Dean's cheeks became a little coloured but it was nothing compared to how red they went when Cas supplied an explanation.
"I asked Dean to cut down on the drinking, especially before three pm as it is no good for his health and I don't particularly enjoy him being drunk all the time."
Bobby and Sam both gave Dean the 'you're whipped' look.
Dean managed "Goin' for a piss." As he escaped the room.
When Dean was finished in the bathroom he stopped just before he entered the kitchen as he heard Cas sigh sadly "He's going to be upset with me later."
"He'll get over it Cas, don't worry so much." Sam comforted him
Dean realised that yeah he would have been annoyed with Cas, but hearing this had mellowed him out somehow. Dean walked into the kitchen seeing Cas sitting slumped at the table with his back to Dean. Sam was leaning back in a chair on the other side of the table and Bobby scrounging around in the fridge. Dean went straight to Cas and slid his arms around angel's shoulders, he whispered "I'm not mad." Then turned his head to kiss Castiel's cheek. Dean took Cas' hand and the seat beside him
"So, Bobby, how 'bout that coffee?"
"Yeah, sure." He grumbled.
Bobby busied himself making coffee, while Dean traced lines on Castiel's hand, Cas did his strange staring thing and it was silent until Sam spoke "Your edgy, Bobby, what's up?"
"Nothin'." He defended sourly
The brothers gave him 'The Look' and Bobby caved "Got a new neighbour."
"And?" They said in unison.
"And she's too nice..." Bobby started "There's something off about her."
"Off how?" Sam asked, hundreds of things raced through his mind.
"Well, she's always coming round and bringing food. She smiles a lot and dresses real pretty and pokes around saying this place could use a woman's touch..."
Dean smirked "Bobby, she likes you."
"Bullshit!"
"No, Bobby, I think Dean is right."
"Balls...it would be my luck. Couldn't be something easy, like a Shapeshifter or a Demon."
"Is a woman not easier than a Shapeshifter or a Demon?" Cas wondered out loud, he tilted his head slightly, innocent and confused.
Dean grinned at Cas, he was so cute when he was confused, "Not really."
"Oh..."
"You still have much to learn my young Jedi." Laughed Dean putting on a fake voice.
"Whatever a Jedi is, I assure you, I am not one." Cas responded seriously, not understanding the movie reference.
Dean tussled Cas's hair with his free hand, "Its a line from a movie Cas. When we get the T.V set up I will have to educate you in movies."
"Where are you setting up a T.V, in your car?" Bobby asked sarcastic as always.
Dean had forgotten, Bobby didn't know they had moved into a house, or about the money for that matter. "Well, believe it or not Bobby, but Sam and I are now home owners."
Bobby, who had been taking a swig of beer, choked then had a coughing fit. He regained himself enough to repeat "Home owners?"
"Yep." was all Dean said.
"But how? Why?" Bobby asked dumbfounded.
"Turns out that Dad had a bank account that his parents had opened when he was a kid. The bank called one of Dad's old cell phones almost two months saying that the ten year contract was up and asked if he'd like to sign another. I told them the situation and they said that the money was legally mine and Sam's now as that is what was requested in the event of his death." Dean finished, quite satisfied.
"How much money was in the account?" Bobby wanted to know.
"About 875 000 dollars. Apparently Dad had been putting money into it his whole life, plus it had been gaining killer interest."
"Damn! Looks like you boys finally got lucky."
"Yeah, guess so"
Cas looked at Dean and smiled because little did Dean know that Cas had actually gone back in time and persuaded John's parents to open the account and insisted on them putting money into it for their son's and grandchildren's future. Cas knew how much the brothers financial struggle weighed on Dean's shoulders, he liked knowing that he had taken that weight from Dean. It was just one more little thing that Dean would never know Cas had done for him.
They all sat in silence for a few moments before it was broken by a knock at the front door and a woman yelled "Bobby, are you home love?"
Dean and Sam looked at each other then at Bobby, an eyebrow raised on Dean's face.
"It's her." Bobby sighed. He straightened up and headed for the door.
From the kitchen they heard the conversation.
"Hi Margret." Bobby had said.
"How many times do I have to tell you to call me Maggie?" She responded.
"Right, well Maggie, I have guests, so if you'll excuse me."
"Oh, well isn't that rude of me, just popping in here and not even saying hi to your guests." Maggie pushed her way past Bobby, through the threshold and kept going into the kitchen where she found the three men sitting at the table.
Maggie was tall (only an inch or two off Dean), with loose curls of red hair surrounding her pointed face. Her eyes were a dark honey colour, and a light sprinkle of freckles dotted her long nose. She smiled, and it was sharp and tight on her painted, red lips. After she adjusted her red blouse then her black skirt, Maggie bee-lined straight for Sam and held out her hand, which she had meant for Sam to kiss, but instead he shook it. Maggie repeated this motion with Dean and Cas; Cas only shook her hand because it was what Sam and Dean had done, so he concluded it was the right thing to do.
"Hi! My name is Maggie. I just became Bobby's new neighbour, nice to meet you all!"
Bobby said "This is Sam, Dean and Cas." He jabbed a finger towards each of them respectively.
"What brings you here, Maggie?" Ventured Sam.
"Oh, why, the handsome neighbours, of course." She winked at Bobby.
That's when Pink started playing from Maggie's cell phone. "Looks like I better get going, I'll let myself out, see you all later." And just like that she was gone.
The four men looked at each other, then Cas said, face straight as an arrow "I agree, a Shapeshifter or a Demon would be easier."
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Here you go, second chapter, hope you enjoy it, much love xox
