A Feather from a friend: Chapter 3
Dean awoke the next morning to the quiet hum of a TV infomercial and the faint rush of water from the shower. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he sat up hanging his legs over the side of the bed. Thinking about what had happened between him and Castiel the night before. He wasn't sure what he was going to do about it, if they were both going to act as if it never happened. He knew that that would probably be the easiest thing to do though he felt a pain in his chest at the idea of never acknowledging the kiss. There was no doubt that he had wanted to do it though, had he not been affected by the oddly strong alcohol he would have never let himself. Standing up and stretching until he heard a crack he decided that he would just simply go along with what the angel chose to do.
After slipping into his jeans he grabbed the keys off the table where Sam had left them after he pulled on his leather coat. His stomach was grumbling as he climbed into the front seat of his baby. Pulling out his cell phone he left his brother a quick text saying he was going to get some food and then backed out of the parking space. He then made his way down the street turning on the radio to drown out the silence. It was far too easy to get lost in his thoughts about a certain blue eyed angel in the quiet. Cranking the music he sang along to "Shout it out loud" by KISS as he tapped his fingers to the beat on the steering wheel. He made his way to the nearest drive through and ordered a western omelette bagel for Sammy and a sausage on an English muffin for himself along with two coffees and two hash browns. He got his food from the window paid and then headed out of the parking lot back to the hotel.
He had left the piping hot food in the center seat which meant there was plenty of room when the angel decided to take his seat beside the hunter in a flutter of wings. "Hello, Dean." The hunter jumped jolting the steering wheel to the side and veering into the center lane slightly quick to straighten back into his lane before and oncoming car rushed by. "God damn it Cas, I need a little warning. You're lucky I'm a good driver otherwise I would be dead." The angel sunk his head a little. "I do apologize, Dean." Dean looked over grabbing the angels shoulder squeezing reassuringly as he spoke. "It's okay. I guess I just need to get used to you dropping in more often." He then moved his hand from the angel to his own thigh where he taped the beat of the song on the radio.
They kept driving down the road in silence when the angel suddenly spoke up. "Dean we need to discuss what happened last night." Dean knew that this conversation was coming the moment the angel had shown up. "That, yea I'm sorry I shouldn't have done it. I know it..." His voice trailed off a little before running his fingers through his messy hair taking a deep breath and continuing. "I know I shouldn't have forced you into something. We can just forget about if you want to, just pretend it never happened." There was that little pain again about forgetting it happened, it wasn't something he was about to admit to anyone though. He reassured himself that he didn't have to promise he would never think about it again, that he could bring up the memory whenever he needed it. Dean kept his eyes on the road waiting for the response. "Is that what you want to do Dean, to just forget it?" The hunter had not expected this answer. He had thought he had forced Cas into kissing back yet the angel seemed saddened at the thought of forgetting it happened. Dean decided to pull the car to the side of the road they were nearing the motel and he had no intention of discussing this in front of his little brother even if there wasn't still some distance in their relationship. "No, not really. I figured I'd forced you into doing it I mean you're an angel, you wouldn't want to be with someone like me." Dean looked up to see his friends face which had become stern. "I am an angel Dean; you could not force me to do something I did not want."
Dean looked down to his feet on the floor. So maybe Cas did want the kiss but Dean knew he had a point why would Cas want to be with him. The angel kept his eyes forward. "I know you have kept the feathers Dean. I know you keep them in your pocket. I thought perhaps you do it because you care and that is why you kissed me. I to care about you and that is why I kissed back." He paused. "If I am mistaken though, then we will act as this never happened and nothing will change between us." Dean looked up and met Castiel's eyes when he had finally taken them from the empty road ahead. The hunter was never one for words or feelings. He couldn't figure out what words he wanted to come out but he knew that if he didn't do something the angel would leave. That's when he chose to let his instincts take over and say whatever came to mind, the very ones he had fought the night before. Though that is not what happened. His words still failed him but he was moving closer to the angel. Emerald green eyes locked with those deep blue orbs that spoke feelings the angels expression did not. Dean then closed his eyes bring his lips to Castiel's again his brain completely clear of any influence but his own. His hand moved from his thigh to run along the other man's arm and to the back of Cas' head to weave fingers through those messy dark locks. The angel had made no move to return the kiss and Dean pulled away, thinking that maybe he had made the wrong decision. He removed his hands from Castiel and straightened back in his seat only then looking to the other man's face to find his eyes closed. "Cas?" Castiel opened his eyes then and looked back to Dean. "Did I do something wrong?" The angel simply shook his head and moved the food that was between them to the back seat. "I suppose I just wasn't expecting you to do that." The angel cracked the faintest smile, Dean almost missed it. "You are awful with words though." Castiel then scooted himself closer and leaned into Dean, fingers brushing against the man's stubbled check before bringing their lips together softly. Dean was much quicker to react then Cas had been and added more pressure to the kiss moving his hand back to that messy hair. The angel brought his hands to rest on Dean's chest fingers clutching at the shirt he wore. Taking this as a sign the hunter flicked his tongue out against the angel's bottom lip and whispering against them. "Sam not gonna walk in this time." He then nipped Castiel's lip gently waiting for a response. The angel brought their lips back together parting and parting them for Dean who quickly brought their tongues together dancing and exploring the others mouth breaking apart only when he needed to catch his breath.
Foreheads pressed together the angel spoke. "Sam will be waiting for you Dean, and I believe his food is getting cold." The hunter let out a chuckle as he pulled away. "Yea I'm sure he's getting impatient. Are you coming Cas?" The angel shook his head. "I have some other things I must attend to. Perhaps I will come back later this evening if I am still welcome." Dean laughed. "Yea Cas, you're more than welcome." The angel nodded his head leaning in to leave a quick peck to the hunters lips and pulling away before either of them could get carried away. "I will see you later. Goodbye Dean." With that he was gone in a flutter of wings and Dean started his baby back up and drove back to the motel with a satisfied smile on his face. One he still had when he walked in the room with Sam's now cold sandwich. He dropped the keys on the table and passed Sam his food where he was at the table on his laptop. Clearly looking up another case while he was waiting.
Sam took the sandwich and noticed the smile on Dean's face. The youngest hunter shook his head with a laugh. "What took you so long? You looked like you just got lucky." He got up from his seat to put the cold food and coffee into the microwave. Dean took a large bite of his own food not caring whether it was cold. "Yea you could say that." He sat at the chair beside Sam's and started looking through the WebPages on the computer. "Hey throw this in there too." He handed off his coffee to Sam's out stretched hand. "You couldn't have brought my food back first?" The youngest hunter was still smiling when he sat back down with his food and the coffee's. "Quit your whining and tell me what we got."