Dean couldn't help it. He drove castiel to his house from the restaurant. Dean opened the door for him. "so... Welcome to my house." castiel smiled at dean, then sat on the couch, then Dean sat next to him. Dean left the room to get something, then Sam walked in to find a random boy with a trench coat on who looked deans age. Must be one of dean's friends. Sam awkwardly waved at him, and castiel awkwardly waved back. "hi." Sam started small talk. "hello." "what's your name?" "castiel. How about yours?" "Sam. What grade are you in?" "11th. Like your brother. How about you?" "7th. Are you my brother's boyfriend?" Dean walked in to the living room from his room, with a stack of movies, and noticed sam talking to castiel, "Sam." is all Dean had to say along with an irritated look to scare Sam out of the room. "But anyways, we have a couple hours to kill, let's watch some movies." castiel looked at dean, "alright." The rest of the night was spent by watching cheesy action movies. It was 12 o'clock when the movies were done, and castiel had already fallen asleep. Dean smirked at castiel, walking to his room. But when dean tried to get up, he felt a hand tugging at his shirt. Castiel mumbled something drowsily, then wrapped his arms around Dean, nuzzling his head on his shoulder. Dean was surprised at first, but then just sat down, wrapping his arms around castiel. They fell asleep, Dean's head laying on Castiel's head, Castiel's head laying on Dean's shoulder.