"I hate witches Sam…look at her all slutty and hittin' on Cas."
Sam sighed and rolled his eyes, "You're jealous."
"No I'm not, I'm just looking out for him…bet she has dead puppies in her basement."
"Seriously Dean just kiss him and get it over with."
Dean folded his arms and tried to make the woman's head explode with his mind powers that he didn't possess, "I'm not gay Sam why in the world would I do that?"
Dean was laser focused on the woman's giant rack pressed against the angels shoulder, "Look at that witch all rubbing up on him like that with her boobies… whore."
Sam shoved his brothers shoulder, "Dean what an nasty thing to say!"
Dean mumbled under his breath, "Shut up Sam, I got opinions."
Castiel was going through the angel lore book with the pretty young woman at the magic shop, she walked her fingers across his shoulders and tickled his ear. Dean didn't notice a set of big blue eyes rolling to the side to see if he was watching them.
Dean started to look at the jewelry on the counter when an amulet caught his eyes, he took it off the display and thrust his arm between Castiel and the woman, "What is this?"
She narrowed her eyes and examined Deans petulant handsome face then looked at the angel who had love stuck all over his as he stared up at him, "Rude much? It's a love amulet."
Dean looked at it closely, "So what does it do…does it make someone fall in love with you or wanna have sex?"
She sighed and got up, the moment with Castiel ruined, "You give it to someone you secretly love as a toke of your feelings and hope they are returned in kind. As for sex I suppose that would come after the whole falling in love thing." Dean thrust it in her hand, "Ring me up I'll take it."
She was going to put it in a box for him but he snatched it back, "No I'll wear it."
The witch laughed, "So you're in love with yourself?"
Dean leaned on the counter and stuck the bills in her cleavage, "Hey everyone else is in love with me so I might as well join the party right?" She fished them out and put the money in the register.
"You are the most obnoxious, sexist…"
Dean waved his hand in the air, "Whatever, you're a man stealing bitch. Come on Cas lets blow this place, all this bitchcraft stuff is making me feel creepy." Castiel dutifully followed Dean outside where Sam was waiting in the Impala.
The young woman yelled, "Its witchcraft not bitchcraft you jack ass!"
…..
Dean took off the amulet then put it around the angel's neck, "Here…it looks dumb on me."
Castiel fingered it and a smile passed his lips, "What does this mean?"
Dean held open the car door for him, "It means it looks dumb on me." Castiel gave Dean a quick peck on the cheek, "Thank you."
Dean wiped his cheek roughly with the back of his hand, "Geez don't get all weird on me here, I'm not into guys you know that."
Castiel dropped his head sadly, "I know Dean."
…
Sam sat there smiling, Dean glanced over and back to the road, "What's your problem?"
Sam looked in the mirror and watched the angel clutching the amulet and smiling to himself, "Dean you're a big softie."
"Dean glanced in the mirror then back to the road and a grin started, "Shut up Sam."
Castiel leaned between the seats and whispered in Dean's ear, "I think it is working…I love you already."