"What?"

"Can. I. Keep. You. You're adorable and tiny, it's like I can keep you in my pocket forever."

Castiel rolled his eyes as Dean shot him a cheeky grin, but he couldn't help but crack a smile himself, "hey, I'm not tiny! I'm six feet tall, taller than the average height for guys! It's not my fault that you're a sky scrapper."

"I notice you didn't disagree about the adorable part though" he answered back with a wink. No stop doing that, Castiel thought. He can already feel the attachments building up, and he can't let that happen. He is already at a downfall because he's been in love with Dean for years, and it wasn't easier to hide it before. But now Dean may or may not have small feelings for him, so if he wanted, he could easily walk off and Castiel would be the only one hurt. That can't happen.

Castiel pushed all the negative thoughts away, he will think about it all later. He just wanted to enjoy what he has, and right now, it's Dean. "Of course not, because that part is true. I'd be lying if I tried to deny that one."

Dean's laugh was so thick and rich, probably Castiel's favorite quality about him. It was the most happiest and relaxing thing he's ever heard. They both remained in silence for a little longer, savoring the moment. Until Castiel's thoughts got the better of him, he scrunched up his face and tilted his head "Dean, can I ask you a question now?"

Dean leaned forward and placed his hand on his knee and gave it a reassuring squeeze, "yeah, of course. What's up, Cas? Everything okay?"

Castiel focused on Dean's hand. It was easier to look at that, then at him when he asked. "What does this make us" he gestured to the both of them with his hands. "Am I just a 'friend with benefits' or-"

Immediately Castiel missed the warmth of Dean's hands when he yanked it back. "Is that what kind of guy you think I am, Cas? You think I'm just going to use you until I find someone else? You think I'm actually going to be keeping my eye out for someone else?"

Castiel reached out to grab for Dean's hand, but Dean stood up from his chair and took a step back. Panic quickly began bubbling up in Castiel's stomach. He never meant to upset him, he just needed to know. "Dean, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to offend you or hurt you, I swear. I just wanted to know where we stand so I didn't interpret what we have wrong. But I shouldn't have asked and I'm sorry!"

After a minute, Dean slowly unclenched his jaw and began to calm down. "Look, Cas, I need you to understand something. Yes, I've slept around a bit. Yes, I've had a few flings. But never once did I have them with more than one person at a time. And honestly, I've never felt anything for any of them. It's different with you. So whatever we have right now, I'll only have it with you. I have no intentions of leaving this or you. Nowhere near close, okay?"

But you will Castiel thought, they always do. "Okay, Dean."

Dean pulled Castiel in close and gave him a hug as he murmured "I'm sorry too, I didn't need to get that mad. I just... I get that assumption a lot." They parted and Dean gave him a soft smile, Castiel returning it back. "I know what you're asking for though, Cas."

Castiel stared at his feet on the ground, his face increasingly getting hotter "I just-"

"I'm not saying no" Dean cut in, "I'm just saying I want to test the waters a little more before giving us that big of a name."

"Won't you get a lot of shit from people at school, even the football team, if they find out? I don't want to ruin your reputation or anything like that, Dean. People can be cruel."

"Like I give a shit about reputation. If I lose people, that means they weren't friends for me anyway. I don't care what people think. And if we go down that road, then that's great. I'm not embarrassed of you, Cas. And I never will be" dean lifted Castiel's chin up with his finger so Caatiel would look him in the eye, "okay?"

Before Castiel could answer back, Dean kissed him again. He could feel the corners of Dean's lips grinning. "We'll it's kind of hard to say anything other than okay now, thanks a lot Dean."

Dean was about to lean in again before they heard the door unlock and saw Sam storm in. Bobby fairly annoyed and not far behind him. Castiel fumbled a bit at the sudden intrusion, he wasn't sure if Dean's family knew and didn't want to be the one to blow his cover. Dean just crossed his arms and laughed. "Sorry to interrupt you and your boyfriend" Bobby announced, "but your idjit of a brother is having a panic attacked and I couldn't take it anymore. Dean, deal with it. Castiel, hi."

"First off, he's not my boyfriend bobby, not yet" Dean looked over and gave Castiel a quick wink which made Castiel squirm around a bit, "second, where did he go? Sammy, get your ass down here!"

Footsteps thundered down from the stairs as Sam met them in the living room and started pacing the room. "Dean, how do you get a girl to like you? Especially after you may or may not have screwed up with her" Sam glanced over at Castiel and gave him a quick wave "hey, Cas." Castiel smiled and returned the gesture.

"Sammy, is this about that Jessica chick" Dean asked. Sam nodded as he continued to pace the room. "Alright well you need to sit and calm down before I help you. Go on, sit."

Sam threw himself on the couch and buried his face into a pillow. "Now tell Dr. Dean what happened."

"Shut up, this isn't funny" Sam muffled into the pillow, "so would you stop being a jerk for two seconds and give me some advice."

"Quit being a bitch and then I can."

Sam rolled over to his side and gave Dean the biggest bitch face Castiel has ever seen, makes sense why that is his nick name now. "Her birthday is this Friday, so I wanted to surprise her with this necklace and then ask her out on a date. But then I bumped into her as I was paying for it and she came up to me and asked who I was shopping for. So naturally, my instinct was to say 'for my girlfriend'. So now I am completely screwed and messed up my chances with her."

"Sammy, relax. You still got the necklace?"

"Yeah?"

"Okay, so you're gonna ask her to stay after school with you. Find somewhere where it's just you two. Tell her to close her eyes and when she does, put the necklace around her neck. Then say 'I wasn't entirely honest about the girlfriend part, because I hadn't asked her yet. So Jess, will you be my girlfriend? Or at least, let me take you on a date.' And then boom, you got her. Just make sure you give her the puppy dog look, no one can resist yours."

Sam straightened himself up on the couch and ran his hands through his wavy hair "do you think that will work?"

"Of course it will, look at who you're asking! I'm gonna go in the kitchen and see if Bobby is gonna make dinner or if he wants me to go grab something really quick."

Dean exited the room and left Castiel and Sam alone. Castiel sat across from Sam and gave him a shy smile. "So you really like this Jess, don't you?"

"I'm pretty sure I love her."

"Love is a strong word, Sam."

"That's why I said it. I just... I don't know. I can't explain it. She's perfect. "

"I wish you all the best then, Sam. You got to point her out to me one day in school."

"I will, I promise. Hey, Cas. Can I ask you something?"

Shit, what's with these Winchesters and their questions? Wonder if Bobby is the same way, "of course. What's up?"

"Do you love my brother?"

Castiel almost fell out of his chair, he wasn't sure what he was expecting, but it sure as hell wasn't that. "What?!"

"I was just wondering 'cause you look at my brother the way I do with Jess. I won't say anything to him, I swear. I just wanted to know. He has a look about him too when he sees you, I've never seen that on him before."

"So, you know Dean is bi?"

"Yeah, I've known for a while. Bobby does too. But don't think I didn't notice you changed the topic."

Castiel started twiddling his thumbs and couldn't restrain from tapping his foot, "baby steps Sam. Right now, I just hope I get to be his boyfriend if I play my cards right and don't fuck this up. We will go from there I suppose."

"Still didn't answer my question" Sam rolled his eyes, "but I guess I will take that for now. I really hope it works out, Cas. The last time I've seen him smile like that was when our mom was still around. He hasn't really been the same since, not until now."

Before Castiel could answer, dean popped back in all smiles. "Yes! We are gonna have ourselves some pizza. Cas, can you stay for a little while longer?"

"I don't want to intrude."

"So you're staying. Great, I'll go grab some now. Come get it with me, I'll even let you ride shot gun in the impala."

"Hey" Sam yelled, "it took me years for you to finally let me ride shot gun, and now he is here for two days and gets to without even asking?!"

"Pretty much, c'mon Cas."

Sam mumbled a few particular curse words before dragging his feet back up to the stairs to where Castiel assumed his room was at. Dean put on his leather coat and grabbed his keys from the coat rack, and then they both made their way to the car.

This may have been the most beautiful and sexy car Castiel has ever seen. Dean must clean this car ever second he gets, and the engine sounds just as smooth. Around the mirror hung a little angel on a chain. Castiel reached out and held it between his fingers. "Before my mom would tuck me into bed, she would say angels are watching over me every night. I never really understood why, she always had a huge thing for angels for some reason. But it always stuck with me. Wanna see her?"

Dean opened the glove compartment and pulled out an old photo. It was a beautiful young, blonde, slender woman. Beside he was a tiny boy with blonde hair, about six years olds. And in her hands was a baby, which he assumed was Sam. Dean smiled as wide as his face would allow him; he was missing his two front teeth. "She's beautiful, Dean. She really is."

Dean stared at it for a long minute before putting the picture back in its home, "yeah, she really was." Dean put the car in ignition and backed out of the driveway. Castiel inched his hand over until it was right on top of Dean's . He didn't look over at Castiel, but he could see him smile from the corner of his eye. I wonder how long since he's smiled like that Castiel thought, I hope it can stay there for at least a little longer .