A few days after Christmas had passed; the boys went to visit Anna. She was positively giddy when she saw them walk down the path with arms wrapped around each other's waists. Instantly she ran to greet them at the door squealing and jumping like an excitable five year-old.

"It's about fucking time you two."

Cas gave a bashful smile and an unmistakable blush appeared on his face. Dean grasped and squeezed his hand as they followed Anna up to her room. She kept glancing round to see them exchange loving smiles and finally she tuned round in front of her door and said:

"Okay guys I'm fine with the cuteness and all but tone down the eye sex okay, wait until your alone I don't want you guys getting frisky on my bed." Followed by sarcastic winks as she hopped into her room leaving behind a wide eyed, red faced Castiel and Dean looking surprisingly embarrassed which was a rare occurrence on it's own especially for Anna to witness.

"Ugh stop looking so nervous it's not like I care what you do behind closed doors as long as it's not in my room."

"Anna shut up, we haven't done anything yet okay?"

"Well whatever." She smiled and turned on the TV.


Nothing changed from before really, they sat, they ate junk food and they watched ridiculous TV shows which Castiel didn't understand. Whenever Dean looked round at Castiel, he had a confused look on his face and the adorable head tilt was in action.

"Cas, what's wrong?" Castiel squinted at the screen.

"I just don't understand what they're talking about, it's like another language."

"It's just a stupid show and as for the language, that's just how they think teenagers talk."

"I guess, I just don't watch a lot of TV, I much prefer books."

"I know you do." At this Dean chuckled and softly planted a kiss on Castiel's forehead.

Anna rolled her eyes and suggested they play some video games. Almost instantly Castiel shot up and grabbed a remote. Anna stood in amazement.

"I thought you said you prefer books."

"Oh I do but I also happen to be extremely skilled at video games. I guess I'm just good with my hands." He had said this so innocently and both Anna and Dean's mouths fell open. Anna's head swerved round slowly to look at Dean who was still lost for words.

"Really?" She said slowly extending every syllable and gave Dean a suggestive look. "Well isn't that something, Dean is a lucky boy." Castiel simply looked confused by what she meant and Dean just scowled at her, earning a loud cackle to escape from her mouth.

For the next hour Dean watched Castiel beat the shit out of Anna on pretty much everything, but he paid close attention at his hands as they worked the buttons expertly. He couldn't stop himself from imagining all the things those hands could do to him but before he could get into any real depth, a slap round the face awoke him from his thoughts and Anna was standing, staring at him trying to hold back the laughter as she saw him gawking at Castiel's hands.

"So anyway, how'd you get so good at video games?"

"Well um it was Gabriel actually. He used to say I read too much and never have fun, which wasn't strictly true but he used to sit me in front of the TV and demand I play video games with him. So ever since then I'd play and I just got good at them is all."

"Awesome. You should play Sam sometime. See if you can beat that little nerd." Dean retaliated to these words and slapped her on the knee.

"Hey only I can call Sammy a nerd." Anna threw her hands up in defeat

"Jeez sorry."


Despite wanting to stay longer they both knew they should be heading home so they left just after seven and walked to the Impala.

"Want a ride home?"

"If you don't mind."

"Of course I don't mind, anything for you Cas."

They drove quietly with the sound of the radio filling the car and when Dean pulled up, Castiel turned round and reached for his bag on the back seat. A little bit of tanned skin was revealed as his t-shirt rose up slightly, Dean couldn't help but smile but god how he wanted to feel Castiel's bare skin under his own.

Fuck Cas why'd you gotta be so damn attractive all the time?

"Did you say something Dean?"

"Uh what?...No"

Crap did I say that out loud?

Castiel sat back round, reached into his bag and pulled out a package wrapped in brown paper with a note simply saying 'Dean' on it.

"I meant to give this to you earlier, but I kind of just forgot." He handed the package to a puzzled Dean.

Slowly Dean tore away the paper to reveal an original AC/DC vinyl. He stared at it before looking up at the other boy who looked a bit anxious.

"Christ Cas, you remembered."

"Of course I did Dean." He had seen Dean drooling over it in the music store a few weeks previous.

"You like it then?"

"Hell yeah. I love it Cas. You're an angel you know that?"

A grin gleamed over Castiel's face and Dean couldn't stop himself from placing a loving kiss on his boyfriend's lips which they both melted into.

"Do-you-want-to-stay-for-dinner?" Castiel asked between soft kisses.

Dean broke away and said "sorry I can't I have to help Bobby at the garage. I'll see you tomorrow though right?"

"Of course you will. But I can't come over on Saturday, my father is home for the weekend and we're going out."

"Well then I guess we'll just have to do something awesome tomorrow then." Castiel smiled at him, his eyes sparkled and it made Dean want to pull him in and never let go.

"I shall see you tomorrow then." With this Castiel placed a quick chaste kiss on Dean's lips before exiting the car. "You better look after that." He pointed at the record on Dean's lap.

"I promise, I'll protect it with my life." He smiled sweetly and Castiel turned to walk away.

Awkwardly he started walking to the door when he noticed Gabriel standing there; arms folded, ankles crossed as he leant against the frame. A smug look decorated his face as he waved at Dean. Castiel just rolled his eyes and pushed past his brother and as he did so Gabriel whispered "I hope you use protection with all that eye-sex Cassie."

If he carried on rolling his eyes at the rate Castiel was going roll them all the way back. He shoved his brother gently and pulled him inside watching Dean drive away.


Castiel climbed the stairs and pulled out his phone.

'Sorry about Gabe, he can be a real creep sometimes.'

He didn't wait for the reply; he knew Dean would still be driving so he went to fix himself a cup of tea. Peacefully he drank and when he went back to his room he checked his phone.

'It's ok, it was quite funny actually. Kinda wish you could stay over again tonight but u probably miss your own bed.'

'You know, you are welcome I stay over here whenever you want. My mom won't mind in fact she loves you.'

'Really? Haha ok I'll bear that in mind. Gotta go to work. Call you later xx'

He didn't reply but he sighed and wished he could curl up next to Dean and just sleep. Thoughts of Dean just holding him close and Castiel nuzzling into the other boy's shoulder feeling his warmth, his scent lingering in the air that he breathed, possessed his mind. In silence he lay there for a moment until his mother's voice startled him calling him for dinner.


Three hours Castiel spent reading quietly in the confines of his own room, when he read, the world around his disappeared and he was in a universe of his own imagination. Deep in to a chapter, he was immersed into the words until the sound of his phone flooded the room and made him recoil back into reality. Neglecting to even glance at the caller ID he answered in a monotone voice.

"Hello."

"Hey Cas." Upon realising it was Dean he was talking to he instantly perked up.

"Hello Dean."

"Y'alright?"

"Oh yes, I was reading. How was work?"

"It was ok nothing out of the ordinary happened."

"OUCH SHIT!"

"Holy crap, Cas are you ok?"

"Well not really I just spilled boiling hot coffee down my bare chest and it fucking hurt." He heard Dean chuckling on the other side. "What, is me burning myself amusing to you Dean Winchester?"

"No, no of course not. It's just well I've never heard you cuss before. You're so reserved all the time. I gotta say, kind of a turn on." Castiel went to respond but was cut off by Dean: "Why are you naked, drinking coffee anyway it's like nine p.m.?"

"Well for one thing, it's decaf and two I'm not naked, I have in fact got boxers on thank you very much. Also I'm in bed and this is what I usually sleep in at home and I happen to enjoy reading before I go to sleep."

Dean was lost for words because all he could imagine now was Castiel in his boxers, his soft tanned skin, covered in coffee dripping off of him. Damn I need to stop doing that. He thought as looked down at his crotch. I should take a cold shower in a minute.

"Dean, are you still there?"

"Oh what. Y-yeah I'm here, Hey uh how come you never sleep in just your boxers at mine?"

"I don't know, I guess I felt a little awkward just in case Sam or Bobby saw me, almost naked in your bed."

"Fair enough, they won't care though, I walk around in a towel half the time and that's more risky than boxers."

"Well you haven't seen how tight some of my boxers are."

"I'd like to though."

"Patience Dean, patience. All in good time. Right then I need to clean myself up. Try not to wank too hard over me in the shower." He laughed as he walked over to the bathroom.

"Damn Cas, you are filthy. I didn't think you even knew what wanking was."

"On the contrary I am very aware… well I'll see you tomorrow, bye"

"Bye."

Had he heard that correctly? Cas, his Cas, his perfect little angel had actually just said those words. Damn it all to hell. That boy is just a bag full of surprises. Oh my god I can't stop thinking about his hands again and his chest and oh his ass, he has such a nice ass. Dean stop; you're gonna hurt yourself. But fuck, why is he so perfect? Christ I love him so much.

And he did. He truly did, he finally admitted it to himself. Dean was in love with Castiel and he didn't care, he didn't care that yeah maybe it was soon. They'd only been together, what? a week? Yeah it definitely was soon but Dean just felt like it was natural, he could be himself around Cas, he was comfortable and if he was being honest; he could see himself spending the rest of his life with the raven haired little nerd that made him weak at the knees from simply smiling. He knew he sounded like an idiot but he didn't really care because he'd spent the last few months falling slowly but deeply in love with the boy.

He decided against telling Castiel how he really felt for a while, he didn't particularly fancy scaring off the best thing to ever happen to him.

After bathing in his dreams of love, lust and filth for a bit longer that he'd like to confess, he finally stood up and went to have a shower…he was a little longer than usual.