This chapter is also pretty short, but it really is one of my favorites. Hope you enjoy!
They got to the motel and Sam was gone. Huh. Must've called Gabriel back down to get laid. The mental image made Dean shiver. But before he could think about it anymore, Cas grabbed his arm and pulled him onto the bed so that they were practically sitting on each other.
"So, Dean. What is there to talk about?" Castiel was so close that Dean almost couldn't think straight. Cas' eyes kept flickering down to look at Dean's lips and Dean was doing the same. They just sat there, staring at each other and breathing each other in for seconds, minutes, hours, days. Neither of them knew.
Dean finally snapped out of it. "Well, Cas how is this going to work?" Castiel tilted his head ever so slightly. "How is what going to work?" Dean made a hand motion between them. "This. This thing. I'm human. You're an angel. I'm gonna get old and die and you're gonna stay perfect forever. What are we gonna do?"
"Well, we'll worry about that when it comes. For now, we can just enjoy each other. Have fun and be happy." Dean really liked the sound of that. Cas and him, happy together. "Are we going to label it? Like, boyfriends or whatever?" Dean didn't really know if he wanted that. He felt like what Cas and him had was so much more than just 'boyfriends'. Cas was his soulmate. His everything. He didn't want such an… insignificant title.
"That doesn't really describe us, Dean. We're more like partners. In every term of the word." Dean liked that one a bit more. "So that's it? We're partners?"
"Is that okay with you?" Dean was more than okay with that. "That is perfect. Partners. I love it." Cas smiled his beautiful, toothy grin and hugged Dean tight around the neck. "I love you." Cas whispered into Dean's neck. Dean wrapped his arms around Castiel's waist and pulled him closer, if that were even possible. "I love you too, Cas. So much."
They clung to each other for a while before Dean pulled away. "Cas, this isn't gonna be easy. You understand that, right?" Castiel thought for a second. "I am aware. But everything will be okay, Dean. I know it."
Cas looked so sure of this, of Dean, that it made Dean's heart melt. He didn't realize it, but he was leaning close to Castiel, their faces all of the sudden inches apart.
"Dean…" Castiel breathed out. Dean felt his breath on his face and that was it. He closed the gap between them and Dean's lips came crashing down on Castiel's.
Castiel moaned deep in the back of his throat and that drove Dean crazy. He licked Cas's bottom lip and they parted to allow Dean entrance. They're tongues wrestled playfully, almost as if fighting for dominance. They broke apart, breathing hard. They leaned together, foreheads touching, and just stared into each other's eyes.
Dean gently laid his hands on Cas' hips and pulled him down to lay on the bed. They scooted up to the top of the bed and laid there for hours, talking about nothing. Kisses were stolen here and there, hands and fingers were intertwined and tangled, and clothes were stripped. They were both down to their boxers when Dean finally drifted off to sleep. Cas just smiled and combed his fingers gently through Dean's short cropped hair. He kissed Dean's forehead and closed his eyes. He won't sleep, angels don't sleep. Instead, he'll hold on to Dean and watch him dream. Dream about Cas, and Sam, and Jo, and Mary and John Winchester, and Bobby. Everyone he had lost. Everyone he had loved.
Dean's dreams weren't always happy, but Cas would try to help. He would try to help Dean and he would try to fix his broken soul. He would try everything in his power to make Dean happy. Because if there was anyone in this world who deserved it, it was Dean Winchester.
"I promise you, Dean Winchester, you will never experience another loss ever again. I will make sure of that. I love you, and all I want is for you to be happy. And if there's one last thing I'll ever see, it's you with no troubles. You are everything to me, Dean. And I will do anything for you." Cas whispered gently. He watched as suddenly, Dean's dreams became a lot happier. He was with Cas, in a small house in the middle of nowhere, and they looked happy, just lying in bed, snuggled up under a blanket and watching a movie.
The sight of it had Castiel's breath caught in his throat. Was it really that simple? Could they really live that life, so easily? What would they have to sacrifice for it? There were so many questions whizzing through Cas' head that he almost felt dizzy. He stopped thinking about all of that and decided to just enjoy Dean's dream of the life they both wanted more than anything. A life of peace. A life together.
Neither of them heard when Sam came through the door in the wee hours of the morning. He looked over at the sleeping hunter and the peaceful angel and snickered. "I am awesome." He laid down and started to fall asleep. Just before he drifted off, he heard Castiel murmur. "Indeed you are."