Dean stood outside alone for a moment. Everything felt so wrong. He felt wrong. He had nothing against girls, he just didn't want to be one anymore. He finally confessed his feelings for Cas and things looked like they might actually go well between them, but he couldn't even love him in the way he wanted to right now. He wondered if being a girl was causing him to overthink a little but he decided not to think about it anymore. He just wanted things back to normal, aside from the whole him and Cas thing.

"Hello, Dean." Came a voice from his right. Dean looked over to see Cas slowly walking towards him. Dean exhaled at the sight of the angel in the dimming sunlight and a puff of steamy breath floated up in the crisp air. He shoved his hands into his leather jacket pockets and flipped his hair out of his eyes.

"Hey..." Was all he could say. Cas stood next to girl Dean, their shoulders brushing against each other as they shifted. Neither of them spoke for a while, neither knowing what words were appropriate at a time like this. After a few moments Dean relaxed and scooted closer and rested his head on Castiel's shoulder. Cas breathed out slowly at the touch.

"Dean, I will find Gabriel, I promise." He reassured the hunter. Dean waited a moment before replying.

"...I know you will..."

"Dean..."

"Yeah, Cas?"

"You really like me?"

"You know I do. I always have."

"Okay..."

"You really like me, Cas?"

"Dean, don't ask stupid questions."

Dean chuckled and looped his skinny little arms around the angel's warm waist. He felt Castiel's arms wrap around him as well. This was perfection. There wasn't any other way to describe what both were feeling, other than perfection. Pure, untainted, immeasurable perfection. Sure he wasn't in his own body, but Dean wouldn't have traded this moment for anything in the world. He had never felt this...safe, this loved before ever. The only memory he had that compared to this was one he had of his mother.

He had been young, so young he wondered how he even remembered the day so well. He had fallen off the couch while jumping on it, after Mary had told him again and again not to. He had gotten a nasty rug-burn on his knee and was silently crying on the floor when his mama had found him. She didn't yell, or tell him "I told you so!" or anything like that. She scooped him up into her arms and hushed him while she played with his hair and just held him close. That memory, was his fondest memory in the world, but this moment with Cas was a close second. He loved Cas, he really loved him. This wasn't a fling to him at all. If he got involved with Cas, that was going to be it for him. He could feel it in the pit of his stomach. There would be no one else for him. Never. Only Cas.

"Cas?"

"Mmm..."

"I love you."

Cas moved to hold Dean at arms length. He looked puzzled.

"What?"

"Dean... I've never even heard you say that to your brother."

"Yeah, and?" Dean asked, a little upset by Cas' response. Cas was smiling.

"I love you too Dean. I really do. I haven't ever felt this way in all my thousands of years of existence." Cas brushed a hair off Dean's rosy, chilled cheek.

"Guess I'm sort of special then, eh?" Dean asked with a smirk.

"Very. Dean, you are the most special thing on this earth. Everying is worthwhile because you exist." He pulled Dean close and lifted his soft chin so their eyes met.

"Shit..." Was all Dean could say. That angel sure knew how to make a heart skip a beat. Who would have guessed the virgin angel who didn't get pop culture references, or jokes of any kind, could be such a romantic?

"Can I kiss you, Dean?" Cas asked, already moving his rough lips towards Dean's soft plump lips. Dean didn't even answer him. Well, he did. He grabbed the angel's trenchcoat and pulled him against him, crashing his lips against his own. Cas moaned against Dean's mouth, a sound that sent shivers all over his girly body. The feeling of warm lip on warm lip in the cool autumn air was almost more than they could take. Castiel moved his hands up to Dean's face and deepened the kiss. Body was against body now. Pelvis against pelvis. Tongue against tongue. Soul against soul.

"I love you Cas, i love you." Dean mumbled over and over again as their lips brushed barely now. His hands gripped, no, clutched Cas' shirt now. He wanted to rip it off but he knew he couldn't now. Anyone could pass by at any moment. He didn't even know how far Castiel was comfortable going with him, especially in this body.

Cas continued carressing Dean's cheeks with his thumbs, their foreheads touching, eyes closed. They stood this way for what seemed like an eternity, but neither complained. Neither wanted the moment to pass.

"Don't leave me." said Cas finally. Dean pulled away to look at Castiel better. Now it was his turn to look confused.

"Where would i go, Cas?" He asked.

"No, i mean...don't leave me." the angel explained. Dean still didn't understand.

"Cas, i'm not going anywhere."

"I mean...don't love anyone but me like this ever." Requested Cas possessively. Dean breathed a sigh of relief. Cas felt the exact same way he did. This was crazy. Yesteday they confessed affection, and today they had already laid claims on each other for the rest of eternity. Dean thought it must have been a world record for whirlwind romances. They hadn't even slept together really yet and they already felt like life partners. Dean smiled.

"Never, Cas. There will never be anyone but you. It sounds crazy i know, but it's true. When im with you, when i think of you, ive always known that if i had you, i'd never need anything else ever again. All i need is you...and Sammy, but you know."

Cas grinned and kissed Dean's cheek.

"Good." He laughed, hugging his hunter close. His hunter. His Dean.

"We can't stay out here forever." Castiel pointed out, shivering a little.

"I know... but i want to."

"I should probably go. I need to find Gabriel for you."

Silence.

"Screw it, Cas."

"But Dean i thought you wanted to-"

"Just stay with me tonight."

Silence.

"Okay."

"Okay."

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