CHAPTER 2: The Great Big Penis-Shaped Constellation

August 13, 2005

It was the day after Cas had met Dean, Saturday. Cas only worked the morning shift on the weekends, so his day was short. It was 11:54 and his shift was almost over. Dean rushed in, hoping Cas was there. Cas' eyes lit up when he saw his perfect face. Dean saw Cas and smiled hugely.

Dean walked up to the register slowly and asked for coffee, same way Cas made it yesterday. He smiled again and thanked him and went to sit at the same table he say at yesterday. Cas made Dean's coffee right before his shift ended. He came over with it and asked if he could sit down with him.

"Back so soon?" Cas asked, his eyes still sparkling.

"Well how could I not come back? The coffee is delicious, and I didn't tip my favorite waiter," Dean smirked, eyes glittering. They both laughed and shook their heads.

Anna was eyeing them carefully. She looked disappointed and sad. She'd had a crush on Cas ever since he started coming in to Clarence's and now a guy he just met came in and stole him from her. She could tell Cas liked him a lot, the way he never stopped smiling, the way his eyes didn't stop glittering since that man walked in. She had no idea Cas was gay, or even bi. She left suddenly to the rush into back room.

"I wanted to call but I wasn't sure y-" Dean trailed off when Cas gave him a forgiving smile.

"It's alright. I meant to ask you for your number yesterday but the goodbye was kind of rushed..." Cas trailed off and Dean slipped a piece of paper across the table and smiled.

"Wow, I guess you read my mind." Cas smiled and read the paper before slipping it into his pocket. He entered the number in his flip phone just in case he would've lost the paper.

"Guess I did," Dean replied, showing Cas what was probably his 100th smile.

"So, when's our next date?" Dean asked.

"Next?" Cas replied, confused but smiling. He laughed.

"People don't kiss when they aren't on dates." Dean winked and smiled again.

"Are you free tonight? Sorry if it's too sudden," Cas asked cautiously.

"Not at all. I was kinda hoping you would ask for tonight. I am actually free."

"Where should we meet?"

"You know the town better than I do." Dean smiled again and his eyes looked kind.

"There is this one spot I like to go. It's under this one bridge. You can see the stars really well, it's...just beautiful..." Cas said, looking up and out the window, smiling slightly.

"Awesome. Where should I pick you up?"

"61 Winchester Avenue." Cas looked back to Dean and turned the corner of his mouth up into a half-smile.

"Winchester? That's the street you live on?" Dean sounded ultimately surprised.

"Yes, why?" Cas said confused.

"My last name is Winchester. Huh."

"Dean Winchester...it fits you." Cas half-smiled with his mouth open this time. Dean smiled back and bit the inside of his lip.

"Any preferred time?"

"Night. The stars...they just-" Cas trailed off again and Dean smiled at his admiration.

"Alright, night it is."

Dean picked Cas up as soon as it turned dark. Cas directed him to the bridge. They arrived within 20 minutes, talking the whole way there.

"So where do you work?" Cas asked, trying to get to know the Winchester better.

"I'm a writer." Dean looked over to Cas in the passenger seat and smirked. Cas smiled at him.

"What's one of your books?"

"Well that's the thing. I'm kind of stuck. Writer's block."

"Well what do you want to write about?"

"Love. Hopeless romantic. I may not look it, but it's all in here," Dean replied calmly.

"You can see it in your eyes. I can tell. You're humble...a-and forgiving," Cas looked down and then back up at Dean. He smiled and shook his head.

"What?" Dean laughed.

"Nothing. You're just...I didn't know I could even meet someone so amazing within such a short time." Cas never broke his smile the whole way through.

"I didn't either, but here we are." Dean smiled again, deeper.

"This is it. Make a right and then it should be there."

They arrived under the bridge and set up blankets.

"Holy hell, you were right, the stars..."

Dean walked around and stopped in his boots by the blanket. He looked up, awe-struck by the thousands, hell - millions of stars in the dark sky.

"It's one of my favorite spots. I thought you might like it," Cas said in his gravelly voice.

"It's amazing!" Dean laughed.

For awhile they just laid there. Pointing up to see what constellations they could make up.

"That one literally looks like a penis," Dean could barely make out the words without busting up laughing. Cas started cracking up and they just lay there, looking up at the sky, cracking up at a penis-shaped constellation, and nothing could've been more special than that moment.

When they finally caught their breath, Cas looked over at Dean. Dean caught him staring and smiled ever so sweetly. Cas turned back to look at the sky and laughed, shaking his head. Dean leaned over and kissed his forehead, moving down to kiss each cheek. He kissed the corners of Cas' mouth where they pointed up as he smiled.

"Just kiss my damn lips already." Dean backed his face up and smiled. He bent back down and Cas grabbed Dean with both hands, pushing Dean closer to his body. The kiss was long, and sweet. Sweet as cherry pie and Elvis lyrics. Dean smoothed his hands over Cas' ribs.

"Look, if you want to take it slow, fine by me. If you don't want to take it slow, also fine by me," Dean said with forgiveness.

"Dean, I don't really think I want to take this any slower right now," Cas said in a husky, deep voice.

"Good, cause I really want to make out with you." Dean winked and smirked and bent down again to kiss Cas. Cas kissed back and let out a little moan when Dean slipped his tongue inside of Cas' mouth. Dean pulled Cas' hips up and slipped his hands into his shirt, feeling his lower back muscles with his warm hands. Cas moaned again softly and Dean grunted along with him. Cas pulled back for a second.

"What's wrong? Did I hurt you?" Dean looked back at Cas concerned.

"No, it's just kinda cold out here and I don't want to get hypothermia when I'm stripping in front of you," Cas replied with a tiny smile. He shrugged his shoulders slightly.

"Well I would hate for you to get hypothermia the first time we do it. That wouldn't be very special, now would it?" Dean replied and let out a breath, still on all fours leaning over Cas. Cas pulled out a smirk when he noticed Dean's position.

They packed up and started heading back to Cas'.

When they got back to his house Dean said, "I still can't believe you live on Winchester avenue." He shook his head slightly to the right.

"It is odd, isn't it." Castiel smiled and let out a breath through his nose.

"Well here you are, sir. Your castle awaits," Dean said with a gesturing movement towards the little house.

Cas laughed and looked down, still smiling.

"You can come inside if you want," Cas said with Dean following him to his front porch. He turned back to look at Dean.

"I want it to be really special, Cas," Dean smiled and kissed him on the forehead. Cas looked into Dean's green eyes and leaned in to kiss him. They shared one short kiss and said their goodbyes, promising they would see each other soon.

Dean rode off back to his brother Sam's house where he'd been staying. As soon as he closed the doors to the Impala and Cas was inside, he muttered "Holy shit" and smiled to himself.

Cas closed the front door and slid his back against it, sitting down with his knees bent up. "Holy shit," and he smiled and laughed, his eyes a shimmering blue.

All Cas knew, was that he couldn't wait to see Dean again. All Dean knew, was that he couldn't wait to see Cas again.

They both fell asleep thinking about "The Great Big Penis-Shaped Constellation", which was what they decided to call those special little distant stars they saw that formed their made up star shape, smiling to themselves and awaiting their next encounter with each other.