Dean stood there outside the bathroom which Cas was in. He was just about to walk away when he heard Castiel cuss. He seemed to be a lot more rougher than he usually was, whether that was how he was when he was hung-over or maybe that's how he actually is, he didn't know.

He couldn't help but let out a small chuckle, which ended up sounding weird because his throat had been burning from the night before.

The floor creaked slightly in certain places as he made his way to the room in which he was staying in. Last night was still very clear to him, unlike Cas, which was obvious he didn't remember anything. Not only was the night's events clear to him, but the dream that had followed was just as vivid.

He stood in the guest rooms doorway and looked in the direction of Castiel's room. Last night when he had walked into Cas's room when he was getting the sheets for him, all was going through his mind was just running his hands down Castiel's clearly firm toned body.

The amount of self control Dean seemed to have surprised him. He had walked out of that room, barely able to contain himself, whether it was the alcohol or not, he didn't know.

He'd gone into the room and closed the door, heavily breathing he threw down the sheets and them himself on the bed. Within the few seconds of leaving Castiel, Dean felt like his was going to explode. He wanted to do something, he didn't know what but he felt like he should.

A tingling sensation spread throughout his whole body, and he found himself curling up into a ball. Within a few minutes he surprisingly fell asleep.

That dream was something he had never thought he would ever consider thinking about. He was in the back seat of his baby, carefully caressing Cas' body as he slowly left small trails of kisses down his neck. He could smell his own after shave on him.

Little small moans were escaping Castiel's mouth, making them both crave each other more. He looked into the blue mans eyes as he had slowly switched positions as dean turned to lay on top of him.

He felt about Castiel's waist only to find that his pants were still there. Teasing slowly, he ran his fingers along the waist line of the jeans he was wearing. Castiels arms came springing up and wrapped around Dean's neck.

Their lips came crashing together, getting stuck together with both passion and hunger for each other. There was a certain feeling to this, it wasn't like how he felt when he had been with any other women, it wasn't just lust. He found something in him that actually really cared about Cas.

Which he found himself wondering why, he barely knew the kid.

Things had only started to get really hot when he had woken up to a feeling that someone was staring at him. He woke up with heavy slow blinks, and took a look around the room to see Gabriel standing at the guest room door.

"Dean, I would like a word with you in a bit. Cassie will be up soon, so take a shower and come down stairs. I'm making breakfast."

Gabriel's tone was snappy and it made Dean on edge. It was like a he was soldier being told his next orders. He quickly agreed to the older man and headed towards the shower, after being handed some spare towels.

Well, here he was now, all showered and ready to face Gabriel. There was something twisting in his stomach and it really made him nervous. It felt like he was meeting his girlfriend's parents for the first time, which was certainly an unnecessary feeling for this moment.

Maybe he should just wait for Castiel to finish and they could go down together? That seemed like a sweet idea.

Though, then again, Gabriel really seemed like he just wanted to speak to the green eyed man alone. What was he so worried about anyway? He hadn't done anything and Castiel was just a mate of his. There was nothing Dean should be worried about.

He dressed himself up and made his way downstairs.

He wasn't even halfway down stairs when he was greeted by a loud, booming Gabriel.

Gabriel stood in the kitchen, singing random tunes, when Dean ventured in. He stood at the counter, back and shoulders straight, his feet, shoulder length apart.

"Deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeanie. Good Morning my boy, sit down!" Gabriel was awfully cheery and Dean considered whether this guy was on something or not. He took a seat where he was the previous night before and was presented with a plate of food in front of him.

Good thing was that Dean didn't tend to get really bad hangovers and was easily cured with some good food. The smells of bacon and eggs were just heaven in his nose, the sight of bright orange juice was also greatly accepted by his senses.

Gabriel sat down across from him, the seat next to where Castiel was the previous night. He also had a plate full of food as well.

"I hope you slept well last night, Dean." Gabe spoke before following up with taking a bite.

Dean followed through, copying Gabriel's steps.

"Yes, sir. Thank you for letting me stay the night, it wasn't planned, sorry Sir." Dean couldn't place Gabe's age and didn't know what he was supposed to refer to him as. His father John, had always taught him to refer to people like that as 'Sir'.

"Don't worry, kid. This place is dead and empty half the time, so it's good Cassie had some company." Not knowing what to say Dean silently agreed and took another bite of his food.

"Cas doesn't usually bring people home, how long have you two known each other?" Dean stared at his food, he didn't want to answer it. How long had Dean known Cas? About 2 weeks? No, not even that. They'd only spoken to each other twice… Three times if you counted this morning.

"Dean?" He hadn't realised he had zoned out and Gabe looked rather impatient.

"Umm, not that long. We met at school." Dean not wanting to state how long he had actually known Cas for, tried to avoid certain truths as much as possible.

Afraid Dean would be claimed to be stalker, he shoved his face with another bite of food. But that was what he was, wasn't he? I mean who else stakes out some guys house they barely know?

"Dean. Look I don't want to babble on for too long or what not. Castiel is a big boy and can take care of himself. But the point still stand is that I am his big brother. As well as that he also has three other elder brothers. And trust me, you don't want to piss us off."

Gabriel started to lean in closer and Dean had forgotten about his food. A fear had set in through the threatening mans words.

"Last night when I walked in on you two, I knew it was an accident but I saw the look on both you and Castiel's faces. And not only that, let's just say, learn to close a door properly when you tend you sleep dirty talk, especially if it's around the person in questions, elder brother's house."

Dean was speechless and for a moment completely forgot how to breathe. He actually felt like he was ready to die. Was he sleep talking? Oh shit. He was completely screwed. Was that why Cas reacted like that? Fuck.

To his luck, Castiel walked in, saving him an explanation to Gabe.

Castiel's hair was stuck to his head, awkwardly sticking out in some places. He wore a buttoned down shirt and skinny jeans. He hadn't been bothered to button up his shirt and he had on his awkwardly big but still hot 'hipster' glasses.

Dean's eyes travelled down Castiel's exposed abs. He tried so hard not to bite his lips, sensing that Gabriel was eyeing him heavily.

"Cassy you look like shit, what were you and Dean doing all night?" Gabriel laughed at his younger brother, completely ignoring and pretending nothing just happened between Dean and him.

"Brother please, I don't have the energy for this." He took a seat next to his brother and looked like he was going to throw up at the sight of the food.

He ignored his own plate of food and picked at Gabes.

"Oi, get your own or go share with your boyfriend over there." Gabe got up and excused himself from the table, leaving his unfinished food there.

"Dean is not my boyfriend, and your jokes aren't funny." Castiel's face was literally scribbled with annoyance. Dean didn't how what to say and felt awkward and out of place.

Castiel downed the rest of Gabriel's food, not wanting to eat too much. The smell of the food was too much for him and he was ready to throw up at any moment.

"You feeling alright, Cas?" Dean looked at Castiel, sensing his uneasiness.

Castiel looked up at him, his green eyes soothed him.

He suddenly remembered something.

"Dean, you left this in the shower" He handed over Dean's phone.

Dean switched on the screen to find that he had three missed calls from his brother and as well as 7 texts from him.

He looked through them all.

"Dean, don't stay out too late tonight. You remember what tomorrow is right?"

"Where are you? It's 1am! Come home!"

"Please to god, tell me you aren't drinking"

"Dean, Dad is going to kill you."

"it's 4am Dean. Where the fuck are you"

"My phone is on the verge of dying, Dean please if you get this, bring your ass home as soon as possible. Dad is going to be here this morning. And he is going to be super pissed if you're drunk or not here."

"Dad's here. He's not happy. I'm not sure what to say and I'm trying to stall for you. I told him you ran out to get some milk. He is wondering what is taking so long. Come home now, and please to god, don't be drunk."

Panic flooded over Dean. How had he forgotten? His Dad was coming home today from his hunts. He never really told them what he hunted or where he would go. But he'd be gone for weeks at a time and sometimes months. And when he came home, he wouldn't be happy.

"Dean? Dean, is everything okay?" Castiel suddenly shot up in attention, noticing the green eyed boys face change.

"There's something important I had forgotten about. I am so sorry Cas, but I have to go. Thank you for the breakfast and ahh thank your brother for me. Tell him I will keep in mind what he said. I'm sorry about last night, I'm sorry I really have to go." Dean got up and was panicking, He fixed himself up, throwing on his leather jacket he had forgotten in the kitchen the previous night.

He rushed his way to the door, Castiel quickly following behind him.

"Are you sure you are okay, Dean?"

"I'm sure, don't worry." Dean stood in front of Cas, maybe a little too close for comfort. He smiled gently at Cas. Glancing down at his phone, it showed that it was only 8:15am. His dad would have been here for about 2 hours now.

"Okay, Dean." Cas nodded at him.

Feeling rude, Dean quickly turned and walked out the door. He stood at the bottom of the steps and waved back at Cas.

"I am so sorry, Cas. I really have to go. I'll see you soon!" Dean barely waited for a response and made a quick sprint towards the Impala. Within 30 seconds of leaving Cas, the impala was screeching it's way down the street and out of view.

"Oh, did I scare him off?" Gabe appeared behind Castiel.

"What do you mean, Brother? I think he forgot something important." Castiel eyed his brother, not catching the sarcasm.

"Oh don't worry. We've got somewhere to be ourselves as well. Come on, get a move on, I have someone I want you to meet"

Gabe turned on his heels, going up the stairs again. Castiel followed behind him. Not before glancing outside once more and closing the door behind him.

"Dean seems like a interesting kid. Does he have any brothers himself?" Gabes voice could be heard from upstairs.

"Yes, Sam Winchester if I remember correctly." He replied, just a little louder than usual.

Gabriel's footsteps could be heard when he came rushing down the stairs. Cas glanced up at him, suddenly worried.

"Wait, Winchester?"