After Dean and I finished eating, we decided we should probably get on our way, considering we still had to pick up the pie and get to Sams' house on time. As we were walking out I noticed Deans demeanor change; he seemed more on edge. I looked around to see what could trigger the change and noticed a woman about my age staring at me. That's it, ever since the first time a woman showed interest in me, Deans been protective to say the least. I begin to remember the first time we had this issue..
"Cas?" I look up from my seat to see Dean looking at me. "Can I talk to you, y'know, outside?"
I follow Dean outside after excusing myself from the woman who took the seat across from me.
"Who is she?" Dean questions, a slightly puzzled look on his face.
"She asked if she could sit down and talk with me and I said sure. She seems pretty nice." I answered, not understanding where his sudden confusion came from.
"You know that she's probably into you right? Like not just as a friend, Cas." Dean countered, becoming more and more frustrated with every word.
"So? She's nice and she seems pretty interesting. I mean, since I'm not an angel anymore, I've got to start acting like you guys, right?" I asked, still not understanding where he was coming from.
"I guess so but she just doesn't seem like someone you would be interested in." Dean mentioned.
"I don't think you really get to make that call, after all, you talk to women all the time who don't seem like your type. I guess it's my turn." I told him, getting slightly defensive.
And that is when it all went downhill, Dean got defensive and we both got angry and it ended with Dean stalking off, probably heading back to the hotel. I knew he wasn't really mad at me and that this didn't really count as a fight, but I still didn't have any desire to speak with the woman who sat down across from me anymore, so I apologized and started to follow after Dean.
When I entered the hotel room an hour later Dean was already asleep in his bed. I watched the steady rise and fall of his chest for a few minutes before making my way to the chair that was sitting next to Deans bed. I watched him for a while longer before leaning up and kissing him softly on the lips. I whispered a quick sorry and headed off to my side of the room. What I didn't see was the way Dean's lips curled into a smile after I had walked away, because he wasn't in fact asleep.
Shaking off the memory I grab onto Deans arm and pull him quickly out of the door. Once we were safely outside the door, Dean grabs my arm and pulls me into a kiss.
Pulling back slightly, he whispers, making it a point to place a small kiss on my lips in between each word, "I. Am. Never. Letting. You. Go. And if you think for one minute you can leave me for someone else, you are very sadly mistaken." I just smile and finish walking over to his impala parked in the parking lot.