Sam returned from the snack run, carrying about 50 different types of snacks. Literally; he was holding a bag of potato chips with his teeth. He couldn't knock the door, due to holding too many things so he hit the door with his foot.

"Coming, Sammy!" Dean opened the door.

"Immif mmmtimm mhhm-" Sam tried to talk but the chips blocked the words he was trying to say to Dean.

"What?" Dean raised his eyebrow and pulled the bag out of Sam's mouth.

"I've told you a million times, don't call me Sammy."

"Okay then...Sammy." Dean smirked.

"Shut up!"

"Un-bunch your panties. Sammy."

"That's just plain annoying."

"Hello Sam." Cas gave a little wave in Sam's direction.

"Hey Cas. You feeling better?" Sam gave a sympathetic smile.

"Not sure yet." He rubbed his head. Sam tossed him a bag of frozen peas. Cas held them in his hands.

"What am I supposed to do with this?" He looked at the Winchester brothers quizzically.

"You put it on whichever part of your body hurts."

"Why?"

"You want to feel better, don't you?"

"Well yes, but I don't see how putting a bag of extremely cold, little green balls on my head will subside the pain." His brow was furrowed. For some reason, Dean found it cute.

"Just put it on your head, will ya?" Cas reluctantly put the bag of peas to his temple.

"Sooo...Ya got my pie?" Dean licked his lips and rubbed his hands, staring at the bags Sam had in his hands.

"Um...Yes! Yes, I did." Sam pulled a pie in a plastic container.

"Ooooh! Cherry. My favorite." Sam handed him the pie and a plastic fork.

"What is pie? Why do you love it so much?" Dean looked Cas surprisedly.

"Pie is the best pastry EVER. Have you really never had it before?" Dean opened the container and stuck the fork in the pie.

"No. Never. I can imagine that it's good." Cas sat up on the motel bed. Dean walked over and sat on his bed. He scooped up a bit of pie with the fork and held it out to Cas.

"Here. Try it. It's really very good." He put the fork in front of Cas's mouth.

"Aahhh..." Cas enclosed his mouth around the fork and took the bite of pie. Dean's finger was so close to Cas's mouth, that Cas could kiss it if he wanted to. Picturing this, made Dean turn bright red.

Dean watched Cas slowly chew the bite of pie.

"Mmmm! This is actually very good." Cas gave a little smile. He took the fork out of Dean's hand, got another bite of pie and held it in front of Dean's mouth.

"Open up." The fork was centimeters away from Dean's mouth.

"Aahhh..." Cas put the fork in Dean's mouth, and Dean took the pie off of the fork. His face was still hot and red.

"Good? Yeah?" Cas was still smiling.

"Hang on...you've got some pie on your cheek..." Cas slowly wiped cherry filling off of the corner of Dean's mouth, and licked it off his finger. Dean was about to faint or go hard. He couldn't tell which.

"Having a moment, are we?" Sam chuckled as he ate his girly salad.

"Oh shush." Cas let out a little laugh as Dean tried to act tough.

"Please, you liked it!" Sam laughed.

Dean thought about it. He did like it. This was weird. He liked that Cas was in kissing distance from him. He liked when he smiled or furrowed his brow. Was he gay? Was Cas gay? He didn't feel scared or upset. He liked that Cas would smile at him.

"Yeah...I-I guess I did." Sam looked a little shocked.

"Cas? Did you like it?"

"Like being close to Dean...Y-yes, I-I-I did." Cas was bright red.

Sam's look of surprise softened and he smiled.

"Awwww...You guys are adorable!" Sam let out a squeal. They all laughed.

"So we're gay...Oh my god we're gay. This changes everything. This isn't bad...it's just new." Dean ran his hand through his hair.

"Dean, you okay?" Cas looked at him worriedly.

"Do want me to give you guys some time to talk? I could go on a walk..." Sam got up and grabbed his coat.

"Sure. Thanks, Sammy." Sam ignored the fact that he just called him Sammy, patted him on the shoulder and walked out the door.

"So...What do you want to do Dean?" Cas was still sitting close to Dean.

"I don't know...Now, I know that god may have made you think that being gay is wrong. What I don't understand is, if you believe in him...Why aren't you more shaken up about all of this?" Cas looked down at the carpet.

"I never believed in that. I always believed that everybody should love whoever they want to love. It is a simple right that everyone should have."

"Wait...Are you saying you love me?" Dean looked at Cas surprised.

"I-I...I guess so."

"Sam was right."

"About what?"

"You are adorable!" Dean tackled him in a hug and pinned him to the bed.

"Haha! I love when you look surprised."

"T-thank you. I like it when you smile." Cas pressed his finger against Dean's lips.

"So you gonna help me finish this pie or what?"

"Only if I get to lick it off your cheek again..."

"Are you flirting with me, Castiel?" Dean smirked.

"What is flirting?"

"Hmmm...It's what you are doing right now."

"What am I doing?"

"Acting cute so that I'll kiss you."

"Yeeeeah...I guess I was doing that, huh?"