So I've decided to write anothe chapter... Let me know what you think. Thank you to everyone who reviewed, follwed and favourited you guys are the best. Heads up, this is a bit of a sad chapter but it won't stay sad forever.

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Cas looked happily around the kitchen trying to decide what to make Dean, while the man in question was having a mid-life crisis in the shower.

"I'm making your favourite... Eggs and toast!"

There was a disappointed groan that travelled from the bathroom. Cas wondered about how Sam's visit with Charlie was going. Sam had mentioned he wanted to give Dean and Cas some alone time but that hadn't been going well so far, he found himself wishing the younger Winchester was here. Sam would definitely know a more human way of approaching the Love subject with Dean.

Sam might not be able to help with that but he did make sure to teach Cas how to make a decent breakfast before he left, since then Cas had attempted to spoil Dean with it every day. So for the past week they've either had Cas' specialty for breakfast or something Dean can put together quickly before the angel managed to start cooking.

Dean finally came out from hiding to find a plate with a scoop of ice cream, a single strawberry and what looked like an attempt at pancakes."Cas...I thought I made it quite clear that I wasn't ready to see you? " Dean was surprised at what was on the table, shocked that the angel managed to make pancakes without setting the bunker on fire, and terribly relieved not to see eggs on toast. Again.

"Where am I suppose to go Dean? You forget I do live here now" The angel raised his eyebrows genuinely wanting to know the answer to his question.

"What happened to The Angel special? And where did you learn to make pancakes? Sam hasn't gotten that far in your cooking lessons yet has he?"

Cas lay his plate on the table and looked up at Dean through his eyebrows with a smile on his face, "Well I thought it was time we had something other than chicken offspring and carbohydrate over loads. Sam has not gotten to the dessert part of his teachings yet, no, but I took it upon myself to search this recipe a couple days ago and I figured you would be in the bathroom for quite a while so, after many...attempts, I managed to get a few that weren't burnt to a crisp" He gestured towards a black pile of pancakes next to the stove as took his seat "I do hope you enjoy them".

Dean used his fingers to pick up the already rolled pancake and brought it to his mouth. He closed his eyes, letting the flavours envelope his taste buds as he started to chew. "Mhmm...These are good. What's the occasion?"

Cas swallowed without chewing and looked at Dean. "Well. I would like to discuss, what happened earlier and food makes you more agreeable." Dean stopped eating and warily the angel's gaze. "You can't choose who you love, I know that. But you choose whether or not you open your heart to love."

The hunter shook his head, "What do you want me to say Cas?"

The angel bit his lip and stretched his hand across the table to take Deans, "How about, the customary response...I love you too?" Dean shook his head again and dropped his gaze, "How about, I like you...A lot" Cas closed his eyes and sighed in disappointment.

"Listen Cas, this is all happening really fast, I thought we were just having fun. And it's not as simple for me I have Sammy to worry about and-"

"Don't do that. Don't hide behind Sam."

"I am not hiding!" Dean yanked his hand out from under Cas'.

"Yes you are. You know what I think. I think that you do love me! More than just as a brother! But you are just too stubborn and scared to admit it to yourself because the last time you gave your heart to someone, you had to let them go. I was the one who had to make them forget you. But somewhere along the way, you gave up the idea that you deserve to feel that way again. Not everyone you love gets hurt. And besides... If anyone is able to survive your lifestyle and understand what you're going through, it's me."

He got up and stood next to Dean, cupping his face in his hand ready to wipe the tears that were filling the green eyes, "But Dean, you don't see what I see. You deserve this. So, I'm going to try this, one more time. I love you. I'm in love with you. I was before I even knew what human emotions were." Tears began to trickle down Dean's face and Cas stroked his fingers across his cheek brushing them away.

"I...Cas I, care about you, so much" The salty rivers now streaming easier and faster down the hunter's cheek.

"What is the difference between that and just saying that you love me?"

Dean bit his lip and looked away without answering.

Cas nodded sadly, trying to hide the disappointment and sting of the tears starting to form in his own eyes. "I'm sorry that wasn't fair of me. One day you'll let someone in. Today is just not that day" He swallowed the lump in his throat and blinked rapidly.

"I don't want this to change anything" Dean realised it was a difficult thing to ask of Cas, but he had to say it anyway.

"It uh... It won't" Cas let go of Dean's face and began to take his dishes to the sink "You are right. It's my fault, we were just having fun. I just, you overwhelm me a little bit. It's too soon" He bit down hard on his tongue trying not to blurt out how wrong it felt to say that, he was hoping the hunter would change his mind.

Dean nodded in relief "It is a little too soon".

Cas turned back around to face Dean, eyes broken and disheartened. "Maybe, we should just, pretend the past half an hour didn't happen?" A drop managed to escape the angel's eye and it ran down his cheek.

"Sounds like a plan."The relief in Dean's voice hurt more than anything else.

Cas tilted his head forward, reluctant to nod in agreement "Just like they do in the movies. Like a... Deleted scene"

Dean could see how much that sentence was ruining Cas, but he couldn't bring himself to say anything, everyone he cares for dies, and sometimes they don't come back.