Ash had never sweated so profusely in his entire life. "I hope she says a yes bro, or I'm just gonna die of shame," he said stringing his guitar.
Castiel just smiled and said "let's hope for the best and you're a great guy who loves her"
"Yeah but she's Bella," he said with a hint of worry in his voice.
"You are ready for this" Castiel asked as he gave him the music sheet.
"Guys, she's here and she's sitting at the bar," Jo said who came rushing inside bubbling with excitement. "She has no clue," she said grinning widely.
Castiel looked at her and said, "well you simmer down young lady and don't give her any ideas out there". With this Jo stopped grinning and took a deep breath and walked out.
"This is bad idea Castiel. I mean who proposes to a girl with a song in a bar full of your friends. This is sure to be disastrous. I should give up" Ash said loosening his tie.
"No, you're not. You've known her for so long and she really likes you and is probably waiting for this" Castiel said calmly and fixed his tie.

"Jody do you have to act so excited?" Dean asked exasperatedly as he steps out of the jeep.
"Oh come on, at least, someone is getting hitched in our department," she says looking at him.
"That poor Guy is gonna make a fool of himself," he said pushing the door of the 'Bell Jar' pub.
"Bella! What a surprise to see you here?" Dean said as he entered and looked at the petite and stylish woman with blonde hair and high heels.
Bella turns her amber gold eyes to him "Dean! Well, what can I say I had to see this place where my boyfriend and you spent so much time together? And not to forget that my brother owns this place"
"Ellen, hope you're serving her the finest ale in your tavern," he said winking at Ellen who was waiting to finish her shift.
Bella rolled her eyes and said "I really wish you would drop that joke that was just one time"
"Whatever are you talking about..." he said smiling into his bottle which Ellen had given him as he had entered.
All of sudden the place went quiet and the lights dimmed and the focus light came on. Ash was sitting all clean shaven with his goatee and spiked hair that Castiel had worked on for an hour to get right. He was sitting on a stool with a guitar in hand. The familiar strings thumbed and an old classic song came on
"Oh yeah I'll tell you something
I think you'll understand"
Bella's face instantly lit up in recognition of the song. Ash saw the look on her began to sing the next lines came on more confidently.
"When I say that something
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand"
Bella was grinning like crazy now. He stopped strumming but there was still music and Castiel came out with a guitar. Ash held the mic close to his lips and sang
"I wanna hold your hand" and put his hand forward toward Bella. She jumped off the stool and ran towards him. As he took her hand he knelt on one knee. Tears were now glistening in Bella's eyes. Castiel now slowed down the pace of the music from his guitar. "Bela Talbot will you marry me?"
She pursed her lips into a smile and nodded her head "Yes… yes a thousand times yes"
The whole bar broke out into whistles and hoots and claps.
The whole time he was sitting there Dean barely could take his eyes off Castiel standing there with his dress shirt folded and blue tie. He was looking at the earnest look on Castiel's face that he always had while playing his guitar. He remembered the first time he had heard him playing it.

Dean had moved into his college dorm and in no time, he was seeing his first report submission. "Effective strategies in tackling youth crimes" Dean read out his topic aloud and wondered what was he thinking while choosing this topic? He was sitting there among a pile books and reports and a blank white screen staring back at him. He closed his eyes and he heard the soothing guitar strum to life. At first, he thought someone was listening to music and he waited for 'Extreme' to begin singing 'more than words' but none came on. That's when he realised that someone was actually practising guitar. He continued to listen quietly to the perfect guitar play and calmness came over him. His mind settled and then it stopped playing. As he opened his eyes and looked at the screen. It was like all the pieces of the puzzle fell into place and he began to type. The music began again this time with 'basic blues –ACDC'. Through the night, the songs played like the guy was in Dean's head with 'smoke on the water, fade to black and enter sandman'. Dean's work was over in no time and he decided to thank the fellow. As he went out the door he saw the music stopped midway of Santana's 'Black Magic Woman' and the lights closed. Dean raised his eyebrow and went inside his own room again. The next day he got up and ran for his submissions. On his way back he saw a guy walking towards his dorm with a guitar on his back. He was wearing black tight pants and looked skinny from behind. Dean caught his bag strap and ran towards the fellow. The guy was now searching for his keys to enter the dorm. Dean pulled out his keys and opened the lock. He held the door open for him. The guy looked up, he had the most stunning blue eyes sharp features and amazing bed hair. He wore dress shirt blue tie and black jacket folded up sleeves. "Thanks," he said snapping Dean out. He realised that he had been checking out the guy shamelessly. The guy went inside and Dean followed him. "Umm, hey," he said.
Castiel continued walking up the stairs and answered "hmmm"
"Oh...Uh...Were you the one playing the guitar last night?" he asked trying to catch up with him. The guy stopped midway and turned around to look at Dean. He looked apologetically at Dean and said, "oh I'm sorry. I know its exam, season and I should keep it down..." he went on frantically.
Dean tried to say something, but he realised that it was no use so held up both his hands up. Castiel stopped midway of his apology and Dean seized the opportunity to speak up "whoa! no, that's not what I meant. I meant to say that you play really well. It was... Very soothing and it helped me clear my mind to write the paper I submitted today."
Castiel just looked at him incredulously. "Oh ok... I'm Castiel Novak...actually, I was worried it bothered you... You see there have been complaints about it and the RA gave me a..." Castiel realised he was rambling again and he saw Dean was just looking at him with his green eyes and a smile on his face.
"Oh, I'm sorry... You must think I'm crazy" he said looking down as though he was a schoolboy.
"Oh no please not at all. I'm Dean Winchester by the way. I'm the guy from 6E." he said holding his hand. Castiel took it and Dean almost crushed his hand in his grip. He looked at Castiel's pained face and said, "Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't realise"
"that's fine how about coffee in my room?" Castiel said holding his hand. As soon as they reached the top of the stairs and Dean saw a very smartly dressed guy standing in the corridor.
"Hello Cassie," said the man with blond hair and a dimpled smile and a strange British accent.
"Balthazar" Castiel's smile and easy demeanour had changed. He walked fast towards the man and they both went in and Castiel slammed the door behind him.
"So much for coffee," Dean said looking at the now closed door.
"Sheriff Winchester, try to be a little subtle" the familiar British accent ringed in Dean's ears. It was Bella's brother Crowley; he was also the owner of the place. He and Bella had moved here 5 years ago from East Anglia, England. They were well-to-do and Crowley was a resourceful man. He had started working as a bartender here but soon bought the place. He never spoke of the reason he left England, but he certainly turned the local watering hole into a proper British pub.
"Can I get a shot of bourbon?" he said glaring at Crowley.
"I'm guessing the handsome chap is driving home?" Crowley said grinning and Dean glared at him yet again.
"Did I say something wrong?" he said feigning shock.

Castiel finished playing the song and everyone clapped once again. He looked around and saw that Dean who was looking at him. He immediately turned his back when Castiel looked in his direction. Life with him had become like an awkward dance where they both tried to avoid each other. And yet they couldn't help but steal glances at each other. Castiel felt guilty for the whole situation. It had never been his intention to come into Dean's life like this. Make him go through all that pain all over again. He had never realised in his wildest dreams that Sam would turn out to be Dean's brother. Maybe he did realise that they were brothers but he was so engrossed in the mess called his life that who Sam was, never occurred to him.
Castiel's mind ventured to the morning's events. He was surprised to see Dean at the table. Ash was running late since he was getting his guitar back from Mr Havell's store in next town. Dean was reading the paper and having coffee. Castiel came in and moved straight to the coffee pot and saw that Dean had already made coffee for both of them. "I've made sausages and bacon. You can heat the beans and have them with it." Dean said not looking up from the paper. Castiel smiled and picked out the can of beans from the cabinet overhead. Dean put down his paper and got up and left the room. Castiel tried not to think about the abrupt exit but it was routine. He continued to stare out of the window in the kitchen that was overlooking the cloud-covered mountain tops. The clouds seemed to be rolling off the mountains and appeared like a waterfall made of clouds. He smelled something burn and he turned around to see that Dean was holding a cigarette and enjoying his coffee standing near the doorframe of the kitchen.
Castiel turned his coffee mug and said, "do you really have to do this?"
"Do you have a problem? I'll go out." Dean said casually.
"No, that's not what I meant. Why are you doin this to yourself?" Castiel corrected himself.
"Since when do you care?" Dean said bitterly, surprising himself.
Castiel looked straight at him and said "of course I care"
"oh please spare me," Dean said dryly.
Castiel got very angry at this and he walked towards Dean, he asked, "why do you have to be so stubborn?"
"Well, I need to hold on to something right. I couldn't really depend on people" Dean said raising his voice.
"Oh really Dean, I really would love to see what you would have done if you and Sam were in the same situation," Castiel said with hurt visible in his voice now.
"Well, I sure as hell wouldn't have slept with your brother," Dean said almost screaming into Castiel's face.
Castiel just stared at Dean with his mouth open. Dean looked down and looked up into Castiel's blue eyes that were brimming with tears now. "Cas..." he said stretching his hand to touch his shoulder.
"Dean please..." Castiel said choking and jerked his shoulder away from Dean's hand. He began to walk away when Dean caught him and turned him around. He gently pushed Castiel against the fridge.
"Cas I'm sorry. I didn't mean..." he said in his deep and hoarse voice.
"Stop it Dean... I know that you meant it" Castiel said looking into Dean's green eyes.
Dean placed his hands around his shoulders and gripped him tightly.
"You have wanted to say that since Sam brought me back here," he said as tears rolled down from his face.
"I'm sorry. It just drives me crazy to see you so close and not reach out and touch you"
Castiel looked up in disbelief at what Dean had just said and saw the earnestness in his eyes. A blush crept up Castiel's cheeks and he looked down.
"I hate the fact that being so close I cannot feel your warmth," he said pushing himself closer on to Castiel.
He placed a hand under Castiel's chin and raised his face to face himself. Castiel could feel Dean's breath on his face.
"I hate the fact that being so close I cannot stare into those blue eyes." Castiel felt his knees growing weak. Dean's face was hovering on Castiel now. He hoped that Dean would just close this gap. Dean now looked at Castiel's quivering lips and said
"I hate the fact that being so close I cannot touch these pale yet perfect lips," he said breathing over Castiel's lips now. Dean was pressed hard against Castiel. He could feel Dean's breath which was heavy with cigarettes and coffee. Their lips were almost touching now when the bell rang. "See what I mean," Dean said moving away from Castiel. He picked up his gun and his sheriff's hat from the table in the hall. Dean looked at Castiel who was still stuck to the fridge breathing heavily while Dean opened the door to let Ash in. Castiel closed his eyes and let a tear rolled down.

Bella came up to him "I hope you're okay with this?" she said to Crowley. He merely smiled and turned around to get Dean's drink. "Well that went well," Ash said coming up behind her and holding her by her waist.
"Dean you're my best man," Ash said looking at Dean.
"What? I thought you'd say Castiel. He helped you set this whole thing up" Bella asked disbelievingly.
"Nah, Dean is my bestie," he said put a hand on his shoulder.
"If this is your way of gettin a long holiday…." Dean said through his beer.
"Then you've succeeded," Jody said coming up behind Dean.
Ash smiled brightly. "Does this mean I need to give a speech?" Dean asked tiredly.
"Oh that's not all, you'll help me out with rehearsals dinners, send invites, come for fittings and hold me down when I plan to run out of my wedding" Ash added good-humouredly.
"Wow, and I thought a bridesmaid's job was the worse. Is there a silver lining?" Dean said exasperatedly.
"Yes, the bachelor party?" Ash said whispering in his ears.
"I knew we were friends for a reason?" Dean said raising his bottle.
Crowley came back with a tray of drinks and said "hear hear, everyone. Since she said a yes who am I to stop". Crowley almost smiled pleasantly surprising everyone. Castiel walked up to the bar now.
As he moved forward to take a drink Dean caught his hand and said, "you're the designated driver". Castiel pulled his hand back.
"Oh come now he can, at least, have this much," said Bela holding Dean's hand. "He deserves it. Ash and I will drive you back" she said looking at Ash who just smiled back. She gave Castiel one of the drinks from the tray. Castiel smiled and took it.
The drinks continued till 12 when Crowley closed the counter and rang the final bell. There were a lot of groans of disappointment, but people finally started to disperse slowly. Crowley looked around and saw his sister was standing looking at him with that look on her face that meant she was in a lurch and needed his help. He smiled at her and said, "what is it?"
"Hmm I'm a little tipsy and Ash" she pointed to Ash who was sleeping over a table.
"Great..." he looked at her face and put his bar cloth away. He went in the back to get his coat and picked up a glass of cold water. He came back and went to Ash threw the cold water on his face.
Ash woke up with a start and looked up in confusion. "I'm heading out. Clean the place, will you? And every glass you break I'm charging you" he warned.
He now turned to look at his baggage. Dean could barely stand as he tried to get off the table and Castiel was sitting in a chair with his face in his hands and a goofy smile on his face.
He went and helped out Dean first and Bella helped get Dean to the car. Then he came in and bundled off Castiel to the car.
The car trudged up and Crowley looked into the rear-view. He saw that Castiel was resting his head on Dean's chest while Dean's arm was covering Castiel. He smirked and Bella looked at him.
"Stop judging them," she said getting annoyed.
"I'm not," Crowley said smiling to himself.
"You are Fergus and I know that look on your face. Sam's been missing too long. They need each other." She said looking in the backseat at the couple and feeling sad for them.
"Of course, they do but..." Crowley said looking straight ahead.
"Fergus, Dean is already too hard on the guy. I think he blames him for Sam" she said looking at her brother.
"You know dear sister there are many things you need to learn about relationships. He likes him, but the guilt of eyeing your brother's boyfriend is just too overpowering" Crowley said matter-of-factly.
"It's not fair for Castiel though. He really needs someone to talk to; someone who could tell him that it's not his fault. And who better than Dean" she said.
Crowley pressed Bella's hand and looked into the rear-view. They both saw that Dean's hand was completely wrapped around Castiel now.
The car now climbed on the hill. The conifer trees lining both ways as they turned up towards the hill, a clearing they saw the moon was slowly being covered by dark clouds. "Must drop these two off quickly, we might catch rain on our way back?" Crowley said speeding up.

As the car halted to a stop Dean woke up with a jerk. "What's the matter?"
"Oh, you up thank God. I was dreading hauling you up" Crowley said looking at Dean.
Dean got out and the ground began to move. He quickly caught the edge of the car. He looked at his house and began to walk towards it very slowly. He reached the door and fetched his keys and opened the door. As he entered Crowley called out behind him "coming through". He had picked up Castiel and placed him on the couch.
"My job is done," he said rising. Bela kissed Dean good night and Crowley shook his hand.
"He's all yours," he said in Dean's ears. Dean closed the door glaring at Crowley. He turned around and saw that Castiel was shivering and Dean realised that the heating was off today. He went to the fireplace in front of Castiel. It needed more wood. He got up and went towards the basement.

The cold had turned Castiel's hand into ice. He woke up and saw that the room was moving rapidly. He quickly closed his eyes. His memory was flooded with images of the night. "Scotch," he said to himself.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw that room was moving but slowly. As his vision stabilised he saw that he was back home...Dean's home. Dean... He began to look around for him. He saw that the room was lit, but the heating was off. A sense of panic gripped him as he had no recollection as to how or who brought him here. He went to the door to see if the car was there... Maybe he drove himself here. But then where was Dean. Castiel remembered the strange bald man he had seen outside the school premises. He opened the door to check outside. As he stepped out the chilled wind greeted him.
"Dean!" he yelled out.
The raindrops had begun hitting his face. Castiel dejectedly went inside. The shivers returned and he rubbed his hands together to create some heat. He was never gonna get used to mountain weather. It seemed like the cold never left. Even on sunny days, it lurked in the shadows. He heard footsteps coming towards him. Dean came up with his hands filled with logs. He placed them in the fireplace and saw that Castiel was sitting up and his hands were still shivering. He saw that his hairs were damp.
"Why did you go out?" he asked. Castiel was looking at Dean and trying to answer the question.
"I...was...looking for...you," he said through his clattering teeth. Dean had lit the fire and he saw that Castiel was having a hard time with the cold. "They're making repairs to the boiler. It'll be back tomorrow" he explained.
He saw Castiel was trying to remove his shoes. Dean held his shivering hands and untied the shoelaces. He removed Castiel's shoes and socks. He got up and pulled the couch a little closer to the fireplace. Dean sat next to him and took his hands in his own. Castiel looked up at him and moved a little closer to him. Dean put his arms around and began to rub his hands across his side. Castiel looked up at Dean and saw his beautiful full pink kissable lips. He realised that Dean's breath hitched. Castiel moved his face closer to Dean's lips. He looked away and Castiel caught his shirt collar so that he could not move away. He pulled Dean's face towards him and he planted a tender kiss on Dean's lips. Dean's hand snaked around his waist and pulled Castiel closer. Their faces were even closer. Castiel took this opportunity and deepened the kiss. At first, Dean tried to resist but Castiel managed to suck on Dean's lower lip. Dean gave in by opening his lips. Castiel kissed back with desperation and renewed enthusiasm.
Dean just realised what he was doing and he moved his face away. "Cas we are not doing this"
Cas tilted his head to one side and looked at him with confusion. Dean could see that Castiel's pupils were still dilated. He wasn't in his senses. Castiel didn't let go of his shirt. Dean was about to pull his hand away when Castiel hauled himself onto Dean's lap. He now brought his face close to Dean. He inhaled Dean's manly smell. He moaned loudly "Oh Dean please touch me. I know you want to….." he said weaving his hands into Dean's short cropped hair.
"Dean, make me feel wanted again," he said in his gravelly voice laced with desperation.
"Cas please," Dean said trying looking away. Castiel had removed his hand from Dean's hair and was now undoing his own tie. He removed it nice and slow knowing that he had Dean's full attention. He gulped hard, he wanted to look away, but he could not pull his eyes away. Castiel looped his tie around Dean's neck and pulled him in for a kiss.
Castiel broke the kiss and said, "I don't want to feel cursed Dean...I know you want this". With this, he pulled both of Dean's hands on his hips. Dean closed his eyes and looked away. "Cas, this isn't goin to end well for both us" Dean's voice was rasped and laced with lust.
"I don't wanna know the end D. I want you...In this moment... I want to forget...our past and not care for the future" Castiel pulled himself closer and rubbed himself onto Dean. Dean bit his lips and gripped Castiel's hips tighter and pulled him closer.
Castiel now bit his ears and Dean opened his mouth, but no words came. He moved slowly down kissing Dean's neck. "I know you want me D. I've seen it in your eyes" Castiel was now was opening his shirt.
Dean hated himself now for not stopping Castiel, but it seemed like his body was separated from the mind. Dean somehow managed to remove his hands from Castiel's hips and raised his hands into Castiel's damp hair and pulled his face back.
"Cas, why do you want this?" he asked gritting his teeth.
Castiel tilted his head and said, "I want to feel whole again. Letting you go was a big mistake D." even through the drunken stupor Dean saw that Castiel was telling the truth.
Dean had not expected this answer and pulled Castiel into a desperately passionate kiss. He pushed Castiel onto the couch sideways. He moaned loudly at the loss of Dean's body next to him. Dean's hand snaked up from Castiel's legs upward. He began to frantically unbuttoning Dean's shirt. Dean got the hint and got rid of his own shirt. He fell on top of Castiel and began kissing him like his life depended on it. Both their hands explored every inch of their naked selves.
Dean kissed Castiel's pale skin on his chest. Castiel wove his hands into Dean's blonde and auburn hairs. "Yes...Dean!"
Dean began licking down from Castiel's pale chest to his stomach, it had been a long time since he had heard Castiel moan like that. Castiel moved his hips upward. "Dean I need you now"
Dean moved his hands down pressings his thighs.
Castiel hitched his breath. "yesss!".
It was surprising to see Castiel so vocal. Dean's hand made their way to the button of his pants. He opened it and pulled his pants down to see the huge bulge inside Castiel's underwear.
His breath ghosted over Castiel's erection. "Dean..." he looked down at Dean.
Dean pulled Castiel's underwear down in one swipe. "Dean..." Cas pulled his hair and pull him up.
"Want you" and his kissed Dean.
Castiel had undone Dean's pants. "Take them off" he ordered.
Dean broke the kiss and somehow wriggled his pants and underwear together. Castiel placed his hand on Dean's Cock. Dean closed his eyes and breathed heavily. Castiel then caught Dean and his cock together in the same hand and rubbed them together.
"Oh God... Cas..." Dean could no longer keep his eyes open. He was feeling ecstatic and alive. Feeling every sensation and holding on to Castiel like his life depended on him. Dean was moving on top of him trying to feel the friction. Castiel loved the way Dean was on top and yet he was the one in control. "I'm gonna cum ...Cas" Dean groaned.
"Me too Dean," he said moving his face up and exposing his neck to Dean. Dean almost growled at this submission of Castiel and bit him. Both the men screamed as they came and spreading their cum on each other's bellies.
Dean crashed on top of Castiel as though no bones were left in his body. "I hate you for this Cas" Dean whispered in Castiel's ears.