It was going to be a long summer.

Dean and Castiel hadn't gotten a chance to meet all morning. First came packing, next came breakfast and lingering looks, and then came bustling crowds and family. Nobody knew they were together, except Sam. They knew that Albus Severus Potter and Scorpius Malfoy's movements had heralded a new age but it was one of those hush-hush teenage things they just weren't willing to share yet. Castiel vowed to himself that he'd flaunt Dean next year. Which reminded him that he'd miss Dean so much, it was crippling.

The train ride was excruciating. Castiel tried and tried to get away from the clutches of his family and meet Dean but the said clutches were way too tight and possessive. He couldn't even use the galleon from the fear of getting outed.

Finally, finally the train stopped at King's Cross Station. He fought his way through the crowd, looking for Dean. He found him doing the same a couple of feet away. He lost sight of Dean a few times before they finally caught each other. Dean took his arm and tugged him to a private corner.

The second they were hidden, they were kissing fiercely.

"I'll miss you, I'll miss you, I'll miss you," Castiel chanted.

"I love you," Dean said, taking a shuddering breath but still maintaining eye contact with Castiel.

Castiel looked at him with his mouth wide open and eyes wider.

"I-It's okay… If you don't. I just… Wanted to-"

Castiel interrupted him with a kiss. "I love you. I love you too," he promised, hugging Dean tightly.

"I'll write to you," Dean said, tightening his hold on Castiel as well.

"You will if you know what's good for you," Castiel teased, his laugh a little watery.

Dean kissed him again, hotly. Castiel smiled sadly when he heard his name being called.

"See you, Winchester," he called back, turning away.

"See ya, Cas."

Sixth years were allowed to the Senior Farewell Dance. Because they were the shitheads incharge of getting the show on the road. Generally, it was a good thing.

"I want to go with you," Castiel announced, dropping his bag in its usual place on the Astronomy Tower.

Dean was holding his non lighted cigarette between his lips when he turned back to look at Castiel. He was a couple of feet from the balustrade. Without Castiel, he still feared standing too close.

It was a warm night and Dean had already abandoned his robes, standing with the sleeves of his short rolled up to his elbows. Castiel shucked off his robes too.

"You know we can't," Dean groaned as Castiel took the cigarette and threw it into the distance.

"Why not?"

"Because we just can't."

"Why? Not?"

"Cas…"

"Dean," Castiel said, sternly.

Dean sighed, closing his eyes and accompanying Castiel to lean over the edge.

"Are you ashamed of me?" Castiel questioned, hotly.

"What? Of course not," Dean said, grimacing.

"Then why not?"

"Because… I just I don't want anyone to know, Cas."

"Dean… That is a very stupid demand. What about my wishes? I want everyone to know."

"Why, Cas? What good would that be?"

"Well, for starters, all those girls would stop pressing against you and my family will stop annoying me to find a boyfriend."

"Cas…" Dean begged.

Castiel was quivering with anger now. "I do everything for you… I listen to every demand. I let you tell your brother but I tell none of mine. How is that fair? You tell me not to tell anyone. I play along. One year and five months, Dean. I have been waiting for you to accept me. I've been waiting for you to be proud of me. I've been waiting for you not to be humiliated by the relationship we have!"

A couple of birds fluttered away from a nearby tree.

Dean seemed to have shrunk into himself but he was seething.

He glared at Castiel. "Why is it so difficult? Am I not enough? Am I just arm candy? Do you get brownie points for having me?" Dean poked a finger in Castiel's chest. Castiel stood tall and pushed back. "I am not ashamed of you. I'm in love with you. Is that too hard for you? Is that not enough?"

They glared at each other, before the two of them soared towards each other, kissing passionately.

"I can't believe we are one of those couples who kiss after fighting," Castiel panted.

Dean chuckled and pulled Castiel closer, kissing along his jaw. Castiel sighed shudderingly, inclining his head back exposing his neck to Dean. Dean trailed his lips along Castiel's neck, kissing the skin. He sucked at Castiel's pulse point, making him gasp and tremble.

"I am not ashamed of you, Cas," Dean whispered against his skin. "I'm just scared."

Castiel threaded his fingers in Dean's hair. "Scared of what?"

"Scared that you'll find something better," he replied, tracing his lips against Castiel's collarbone.

Castiel dug his fingers in Dean's arm. "You're the best I know… I'm sorry for pushing you. I'm just tired of hiding."

Dean didn't agree with the first part but he left it without comment. "I'm sorry too."

Dean latched his teeth at the edge of Castiel's collarbone, easily hidden with a shirt, and sucked a hickey. Castiel gasped and bucked his hips involuntarily. Whenever it had gotten to this, they had pushed away leaving it to another day; just too embarrassed to go further.

It was over in a haze of loss of clothing and kisses.

Dean looked at Castiel, hazily but smiling as he panted. "Wow," he murmured.

Castiel huffed a laugh. "I agree," he rasped.

Dean leaned in to kiss Castiel lazily and softly. Castiel melted into the kiss, lowering his shuddering feet down and almost slumping against Dean. He catches him and lets them down slowly onto the ground, Dean below Castiel. Castiel pulls away to smile at Dean and stroke his hair, fondly.

Dean reddens but smiles back.

"Hello, Dean."

"Hey, Cas."

"I really love you."

"Me too… Hey, Cas?"

"Yes, Dean?"

"Will you go with me to the Dance?"

"We don't have to if you don't want to," Castiel said, touched that Dean was trying for him.

"I-I want to."

"I'm saying yes," Castiel whispered, kissing the back of Dean's hand. "But if you don't feel up to it later, you can tell me, alright?"

Dean heaves a breath. "Yes, okay. Thanks, Cas."

Castiel winks at him. "Anytime."

"Come here, you giant dork," Dean chuckled, pulling him in for another kiss.