Sooo. I was in my mom's bathroom getting the cat food from the container in the container in the closet and I had the door fully open and slowly it closed and I kids panicked... So I grabbed the cups of cat food and left as quickly as I possibly could. I ran into the bathroom door as I backed up from the closet, yelped slightly... But I'm cool now. I'll work on chapter five soon.
When Dean woke up on Saturday it was because Castiel came in his room and jumped on his chest. He heard the door open but suspected it was Sam checking to see if he was up. The next thing he knew was that there was a heavy pressure on his chest and he was awake with a loud "Oof!" His eyes flew open and when he saw her his face went fifty shades of red.
"C-Cas." He smiled weakly. "What's up?"
"I'm up, so you have to be up. Let's do something. I'm bored." She said, rolling off of him to lay beside him.
God, if Sam knew about this, Dean would never hear the end of it. Dean stared at her tiredly. "Alright." He pulled the blankets tighter. "Like what?"
"Video games." Castiel grinned. She really was adorable and Dean buried his face in the pillow to keep himself from staring. "Come on! I'll tug the blankets off of you." She threatened, holding tightly to the blanket in case she needed to yank it from Dean.
"Wait!"
"What?" Was that irritation in her voice? Dean groaned mentally, upset with himself that he'd irritated her.
"I-I'm not wearing anything."
"So?" Castiel's eyes clouded with confusion. "I've seen you without clothes before."
"As a guy! It's different if you're a girl!"
"How so?"
"Have you not seen yourself?" Dean laughed dryly. "Fine, turn around and don't look until I tell you that you can."
Castiel rolled her eyes. "I don't really get the point. I mean, I've already seen you before."
"Just do it."
With a huffed sigh Castiel turned around to face the door to Dean's bathroom. There was silence, except for the slight rustling of Dean getting dressed, for several minutes. "Sam told me he was surprised you haven't asked me out." Castiel said absently.
Dean tripped over his jeans and had to regain himself. "And that's a bad thing?" His voice sounded higher than it should've but he tried to act like nothing had happened.
Castiel shrugged. "Not really I guess." Great, now he'd made her disappointed. "I guess it's just a little different. Normally you're hitting on every girl you see but when we go out shopping together I've noticed that you watch me closely as if you're afraid someone will steal me away. Almost like a kid who hides the last box of fruit snacks because they don't want someone else to take it."
Dean stayed silent a minute, struggling to get his jeans in again. "I'm... It's..." He sat down beside her. "Your point being?"
"You're acting dumb." Castiel nudged him slightly. "You're that kid who's afraid that the last box will be taken before they can have it. Remember when we were walking to the car from the movies last night? Those guys were looking at me. Do you remember what you did?"
Dean shifted slightly. "I don't know what your talking about." He whispered.
"You put an arm around my shoulders and told them to fuck off. Don't act like there's nothing there, I know you Dean. You're the jealous type, if someone says they like what you have you become over protective."
Dean twiddled his thumbs. "I promised I wouldn't."
"Wouldn't what?"
"I promised I wouldn't have feelings for you." Dean looked up into her blue eyes. "I promised myself that I wouldn't do that do you."
Castiel's eyes softened. "Dean..." She put a hand on his shoulder.
"I told myself I wouldn't hurt you like that."
"The only thing your doing is hurting me, Dean. The wedge is there, it's so obvious and obnoxious. I'll sit beside you and I feel like in being pushed away." She tilted his head so their eyes were locked. "It hurts Dean. It makes me feel like you don't want me there and that's not what I want."
"It's not the same though, Cas. You're different."
"I'm the same Cas." Castiel frowned slightly.
"Ah, don't look at me like that!" Dean looked away. "Come on, let's just go play those video games."
Castiel nodded and followed him to the living room. "I'll pick a game." She said as she crouched by the pile of games. She finally decided on Mortal Combat Vs. DC.
"Oh it's on." Dean grinned.
You like it? Hate it? Eehhh? Let me know! Peace out! ~Cat.