Day 4: On A Date:

Dean fumbled with his phone. Should he call Sam? No, he's asked people on dates before. Though, he never asked a man before. It wasn't the asking part that made Dean nervous. It was the planning.

Where the hell was he going to take Cas out on a date?

Dinner at a restaurant? No, too cliché…

Movie theater? Again, no…

"Ugh," Dean threw his phone onto the couch and ran his fingers through his short hair. "Dammit."

"What's wrong?"

Dean spun around and saw Cas standing in the kitchen.

"Oh hey, didn't hear you come in. Um, nothing, just, uh-are you busy Friday night?"

Cas thought about it for a minute, "No, I don't think so. Why?"

Dean took a deep breath to calm his nerves, "Would you want to go out for a bite to eat, or…something?" He curled his fingers into fists and swung his arms. Damn nervous habit.

Dammit Dean, get it together. You've asked people out before. Yes, but they weren't Cas. He told himself.

Cas smiled, "Like a date?"

"Well, I mean, yeah…like a date…" Dean stuttered. He waited patiently for Cas' answer.

Cas leaned against the counter and studied his feet. He finally looked up at Dean, "I'd like that."

~Friday Night~

Dean walked next to Cas on the sidewalk. It was awkwardly quiet and Dean's palms were actually kind of sweaty. He glanced over and saw that Cas' hands were free. After wiping his hands on his pants, he reached over and took Cas' hand in his.

Cas looked down and squeezed Dean's hand, "So, where are you taking me?"

Dean cleared his throat, "Well, the local park is showing one of those old time movies. I thought we could grab some hot dogs or pizza and watch a movie?"

Cas nodded, 'Sounds good."

Dean's heart pounded against his chest when he saw Cas' smile and he had to swallow back the nerves when Cas' eyes lit up with excitement. He had the urge to shove him into a back alley and…

No, Dean, calm down. First date…this is Cas…Cas is, different, special.

Dean and Cas both got hot dogs at a park vendor, and after Dean paid, they wound their way through the trees and summer flowers.

"How's your dog?" Dean asked as he chomped down on his.

Cas mumbled through a bite, "D'licious." Cas swallowed his bite, "Sorry, delicious. What's on it again?"

Dean chuckled at Cas trying to be all polite and 'proper' on their date, "Sauerkraut and mustard. Bobby took us to a baseball game or two when we were little and he always said hot dogs with sauerkraut and mustard were a must. Not many people like the combo. I was actually nervous that you wouldn't."

Cas swallowed another bite, "I think it might be a new favorite."

"Yeah?" Dean finished his hot dog and threw his trash in the closest garbage bin.

"Yeah," Cas replied, smiling. Dean watched as Cas' mouth closed around the last bite. Cas closed his eyes and hummed satisfaction as he crumbled up his trash.

Damn his lips.

Dean reluctantly tore his eyes away and began looking for the signs that would point them in the right direction.

Dean stopped in the middle on the path. He looked down one path to the right, then another to the left. There were no signs indicating where the movie was playing, nor did the paths show any signs of activity. The sun had begun to set, making the paths eerily dark.

"Um…"

"Are we, lost, in a park?"

"Psh, no…we're just, on the wrong-yeah I think we are a tad bit lost." Dean felt foolish. In his defense, he had never been to this park before.

"It's okay, we'll just back track and go to a movie theater. I'm okay with that."

Of course you are, but I'm not… "No, we'll, uh, here we'll go for an adventure." Dean started walking towards the left path, hoping to God that this wouldn't lead to getting them more lost.

Cas followed Dean, taking his hand as soon as they entered the dark archway of trees.

'Where do you think this leads?" Cas whispered.

Dean shrugged, "No idea, but that's what makes this an adventure right? Not knowing what we'll find on the other side?"

Cas nodded, but he still looked nervous. Dean pressed up against him, reassuring him that everything would be fine.

Fireflies danced in front of them as they walked along the narrow path. Tall trees lined either side, while bushes and fragrant flowers covered the ground.

They walked in silence for a few minutes. Dean was aware of every touch and brush that Cas made. It sent warm shivers through his body. Dean wasn't sure if it was on purpose or a nervous thing, but Cas had started rubbing his thumb along Dean's fingers and hand. His thumb left a hot, burning sensation on Dean's skin where ever it trailed. Heat rose and his chest tightened. He loved this feeling, and he loved that Cas was the one who was making him feel it.

"What's that?" Cas pointed toward an opening in the trees.

Dean tugged on Cas' arm, "Let's go find out."

They rounded the corner and found themselves next to a small pond. A small wooden bridge led to the other side of the pond where there was a small clearing surrounded by trees.

"Wow…" Cas said, exasperated.

"Come here," Dean said. He lead Cas over to the bridge. They stood right in the middle and together they leaned over the edge and watched the water swirl below them.

"This…is so cheesy," Dean said through a nervous chuckle.

"Cheesy?"

"Yeah, I was only planning on hot dogs and a movie-not…this." He stood up straight and swept his arm over the scenery, "This is so, I don't know…cliché, it's-"

"Romantic?" Cas interrupted. Dean sighed and leaned against the side of the bridge again. "I don't mind, you know. It's nice. It's…different."

Dean leaned on his right side, so that he could look at Cas. His uncooperative hair was sticking up at different angles. Dean's eyes were brought down to Cas' lips. Cas licked his lips before leaning in and placing them on Dean's.

It started out soft and gentle, but it grew into a passionate kiss. Cas' hips pinned Dean to the railing. Dean ran his hands up and down Cas' sides. Cas' lips curled into a smile, but he never stopped. Cas pulled on the front of Dean's jacket, as he rocked his hips against Dean's. They moaned into each other's kisses and touched every inch of each other that they could reach.

Cas pulled away and rested his forehead on Dean's, "It's not cheesy Dean Winchester. It's nice and I love it." He gave Dean another kiss and backed away, dragging Dean with him.

"Where are we going?" Dean asked, his head spinning from the make out session.

"You'll see," Cas said, a sly smile playing on his lips.

Cas pulled Dean down the other side of the bridge and into the clearing. Dean ran into him when Cas stopped suddenly. Dean caught him before he could fall, "Cas, what are you doing?"

Cas looked up at the sky, "Let's top off our cheesy date night with watching the stars." He looked over at Dean. The smile he wore stretched ear to ear. How could Dean say 'no' to this face?

Dean looked up at the sky and frowned. Clouds had covered any stars that might have been visible.

"Um, Cas, sorry to rain on your parade, but there are no stars out. The clouds are covering them," Dean said, pointing to the sky.

Cas didn't look at the sky, he kept his eyes on Dean. He motioned for Dean to come over.

Dean obliged, and watched as Cas looked to the sky. He raised a hand and with a flick of his wrist, the clouds parted, revealing twinkling stars above.

"But…what, Cas, how?"

"Angel, remember?"

Dean nodded, amazed by the powers Cas just performed, "I didn't know you could…wow."

Cas grabbed Dean's arm and pulled him down to the ground. Together, they lay in the grass watching the stars. Cas would point out different stars and what their names are and different constellations.

Dean was barely paying attention to the stars after a while. The way Cas talked about the night sky, all that wisdom, it fascinated Dean. He wanted to sit there for days and listen to Cas speak.

He watched as every so often Cas' eyes would widen and right after, he would point to another star and tell Dean about it. He smiled the whole time. His smile faltered though when he looked over at Dean, who was staring at Cas.

"What?"

Dean shook his head, "Nothing, just…you. You love everything, no matter what it is and it-it's…I think it's one of my favorite things about you."

Cas blushed as he looked back to the stars, "I-uh…forgive me, but I don't know what to say" He turned his head to look at Dean again.

Dean chuckled and scooted closer to Cas, "You don't have to say anything, Cas."

Cas snuggled into Dean's side. They continued to watch the stars until Cas pointed out every star he could think of to Dean.

All day Dean had been nervous and worried that tonight would just be a total disaster, but he was happy with the route it took. It wasn't what he planned, but it was better than he could have ever imagined.