I checked my phone, seeing if Cas texted again. He told me he would be coming down in a couple minutes. I was becoming impatient but I really wanted to see him. He probably wasn't wearing anything fancy but I wanted to see.

I saw the door of his apartment building swing open and Cas emerged. He was wearing a baby blue button-up with a tie that was backwards. His pants were black and they were dressy. I, unconsciously, smiled at how he looked like he tried way too hard with the backwards tie.

He walked towards my car and opened up the door to the front seat. He climbed in and sat down.

"Hi," He said, clearly nervous. I was too, so it calmed me. I wanted to let him know I was nervous too without outright saying it. I wanted to calm him down too.

"Hey. Where to?" That sounded very casual I saw Cas swallow and pull out his phone. He pulled up a map and pointed ahead.

"Just go straight down this road and then take a left at Cherry Ave." He directed. I nodded and began to drive.

There was an awkward silence as I drove. I heard the engine work as Cas shifted uncomfortably.

"How about some music?" I recommend, leaning forward to turn the volume up. There was some pop song that came on that I had no idea who it was. I didn't listen to nowadays music. Before I reached to change the music, I glanced over at him, seeing that he was nodding his head to the poppy, dancey tune. I smirked and left the song on.

"So, what is your profession?" He asked, tapping his fingers to the beat.

"I am a… mechanic." I hesitated before I proclaimed my work. I felt so stupid, telling him that I was a mechanic. You don't need school for that. You need a lot of schooling to be a veterinarian.

"Really? That's interesting." Cas said. "Take a left here."

I turned the steering wheel and we turned onto a small one way street. There was a line of cute townhouses on one side and on the other side was a restaurant that was very hipster and trendy. I saw it was filled but it looked like there were a few tables that were open. I slowly drove down the street and parked when I found a spot that wasn't far from the restaurant. I stopped the engine and opened the car door to get out. Castiel got out as well and the car doors closing echoed each other.

We walked across the street together, stepping onto the sidewalk and our hands brushed multiple times. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him trying to say something but he couldn't.

"I'm a mechanic because it's the family business." I said, trying to make light conversation, praying to God that this isn't going to be an awkward date.

"Oh really?" He asks, looking thankful for the conversation starter.

"Yeah, my dad owns the place and my younger brother and uncle work with me. Well, he's not my uncle, he's my dad's good friend. He lost his wife awhile back so he's working and staying with my dad and brother. I have my own apartment." I hesitated, waiting for Cas to say something. "I didn't mean to spill that all out."

"No, no it's fascinating. I just… I'm digesting it." He commented.

"What about you?" I asked, looking at him. His blue eyes looked my way and my heart skipped a beat. He was so breathtaking. I could get used to looking at him.

"Me? Oh, you don't want to know about me. I got to be a veterinarian because I like animals better than humans." Castiel said, nonchalantly. He seemed more relaxed than he did when he first got into the car.

We approached the restaurant as I told him that being a veterinarian isn't something you hear a lot of people doing. He nodded and smiled at me.

"Thanks Dean. I've been wondering lately if this was the right career path I should've taken so it means a lot for you to say it's cool." Cas' smile was so adorable.

"How many?" A short woman with tan skin asked us, standing at a podium with a computer showing the tables in the restaurant.

"Two." I responded. Cas slowly slipped his hand into mine. I held my breath and felt the heat rise to my cheeks.

"Alright, follow me." She grinned and grabbed a couple menus. I felt his hand grip tightly onto mine. The woman started walking so I followed her to our table, pulling Castiel with me. She sat us right by the tables that were seated outside so we got fresh air while not having to deal with bugs. We sat down and she placed our menus down.

"Thank you," I muttered as she walked away. It was just me and Cas.

There was another silence. I felt disappointed. Obviously, the kiss we shared was just because of the energy around us and we both probably had alcohol. Going on a date was probably a really bad idea. We just had one kiss that was amazing, it didn't mean that we would be a good pair. I watched as Cas fiddled with the end of his tie, head down.

"You know, it's backwards." I pointed out. His head whipped up and his cheeks grew red. A soft grin broke across my face.

"Oh, no I was trying to… I was just…" He stammered, searching for an excuse.

"No, no I think it's cute." I blurted out. I immediately thought that I should not have said that because grown men don't call each other cute but the red on his cheeks grew brighter.

"Thank… Thank you. I don't really know what to say because it's not every day someone calls my actions cute." Castiel picked up his menu and tried to hide his face. He was really cute which I thought wasn't possible for men who are in their twenties.

"Hello, gentlemen, I will be your waiter tonight. My name is Tom and can I take your drink orders?" A man swooped in and started pouring us some water. He was talking very fast and then once he was done pouring water, whipped out a notepad and pen. He glanced at both of us and saw Cas' red face.

"First date?" He asked, looking at my uncomfortable position. It was clear that it was awkward. None of us responded.

"Hm, I see. What would you like?" He asked, looking right into my eyes.

"Can I have a Coors?" I turned to Cas and saw him nodding his head.

"Yeah, I'll have the same thing." Cas put down his menu. Tom nodded and wrote it down quickly. Then, he rushed off. It must've been a busy night. Another small silence as I coughed. I wanted to ask a question that had been on my mind for awhile. When I saw Castiel shift again, I blurted it out.

"Why me?" I watched as his eyes slowly trailed up my body and met mine. "Why did you kiss me?"

Castiel sat up and leaned forward instead of leaning back in his chair. I saw in his facial expressions that he was looking for an answer or more so as preparing himself. He sighed and shook his head.

"To be honest, you had this… presence about you that just drew me to you. I stared at you and I just… Felt something. And you're a good looking guy so I went up to you and kissed you."

"You think I'm good-looking?" I felt flattered that such a hot and handsome guy would say that about me.

"Uh, yeah. Have you looked in the mirror?" Castiel smiled. I chuckled and looked away. He was charismatic with that smile.

After that, we dove into a conversation about schooling and family life. Our drinks came and we had gotten our food just recently that we ordered after the drinks came. Tom looked happy that we were getting along.

I talked first about my family but when I asked about his family he looked at me and just told me that his family was less interesting than mine.

"I want to know about you, at least let me know what your parents are like?" I questioned. He didn't seem to want to spill out his life story even though I wanted to spill mine.

"They… I can't… I don't feel like talking about it. I just want to enjoy this date with you." He murmured. I sighed and knew that I shouldn't press on. I grabbed my burger and bit it.

"So, your brother seems unhappy lately?" Cas decided to bring up a difficult subject.

"Yeah, I mean, he's a great kid. All A's, fit, kind. He's brilliant and I see great things for him in the future. I mean, great things." I talked with my mouthful and put my burger down.

"But at work, he seems upset." Cas predicted.

"Yeah, how'd you know?"

"Because, even though I've never met your brother or been to your workplace, it seems through the way you talk about him, you want him to stay. Although, you know his potential, you want him to be grounded to you." He blinked, looking as though he hadn't predicted exactly what was going on.

"Yeah… He wants to go off to college. Why are you a veterinarian? You should be a psychiatrist." I commented, sipping my beer.

"Well, I don't like interacting with people but I can read their body language and the way they talk about things. You talk about your brother so passionately. You must care for him." He smiled weakly.

"Cas, does your family accept you for being queer?" I questioned. That must be the reason why he doesn't like to talk about them.

"No, no. That's not the case in this situation." He shook his head. "What about you?"

"Uh, well," I chuckled, trying to ease the topic over. "They don't know yet."

"What?" Cas questioned, his blue eyes widening. "But you must've told your brother. You seem close."

"Yeah, well, I feel like he'll tell my dad. That's the one person I'm terrified of telling. He has more outdated views on people's actions." My eyes skimmed over the table, looking at the little details.

"But you seemed loud and proud at the parade." He commented.

"That's because there was alcohol and the feeling everyone was giving off made me get a little careless about my sexuality."

"That's absurd. If the people close to you don't accept you for who you are, then screw them." Cas' voice grew a little louder, showing that he was getting fired up.

"Calm down, Cas-"

"No, that's so stupid because your family loves you and if they do, then they'll accept you! It's none of their business who you love. Love is love and as much as I've heard that everywhere, it's true." He calmed down a little at the end, but nonetheless, his small little rant made me confident.

"You have strong feelings on this, Cas." I responded, after a brief silence.

"Here's your bill." Tom came by with the bill and set it beside me, soon rushing away. Castiel grabbed it before I could and smirked.

"Cas, I want to pay." I said, holding out my hand for him to hand it over.

"No, Dean, you picked me up so I get to pay. Also, you asked me out."

"Hand it over."

Castiel took the pen out of the pocket and signed it quickly, shoving his credit card in while he did so. He reviewed the receipt real quick before holding it up. Tom came out of nowhere and grabbed it from his hand.

"There. I've paid for it." He crossed his arm and looked at me, looking as if he won.

"I'm paying next time." I laughed but quickly realized what I had said. Would there be a next time? This date started out really awkward. Maybe next time it would be better, but what if he said no? I would love a second date, but what about him?

"Yeah, okay," He said, smirking. "But I have to pick you up and you get to pick the place." He chuckled.

I released a breath that I was holding in. He wanted to see me again.

"Here you are, have a lovely rest of your night." Tom dropped the bill back down on the table and Cas grabbed his credit card.

"Alright, let's go." Cas got up and pushed his chair in.

"Wait, what? Don't you want to sit a little longer?" Did he want to leave so soon? I didn't want the night to be over.

"Well, I kind of assumed you wanted to come over."

I inhaled sharply and my head automatically nodded. Wasn't he asexual? What was going to happen? Why was he inviting me over? Did he actually just want to hang out more?

We got out of the restaurant and got into my car. I turned the car on and we drove back the way we came.

"Do you not want to come over?" He asked when there were a couple minutes of silence.

"No, I'd love to!" I quickly defended myself but it sounded like I was lying.

"Do you not like asexual people?" Cas asked. He was genuinely curious why I seemed taken aback.

"No, no, no that's not it. Im' just surprised you invited me in." I explained. Cas cocked his head.

"Why?" He asked.

"well, typically, people invite someone in after a date when they want to..." I looked at him.

"What?" He questioned. I sighed.

"When they want to have sex." I finally said. His eyes widened and he shook his head.

"No, I don't want that. I just want to talk more. I like hanging with you." He said. Clearly, he hadn't been on many dates.

I parked the car by his apartment and he looked at me.

"Alright, I'll come in." I agreed. I wanted to talk to him more anyways. I saw a small smile creep across his face as we got out of the car.