A/N: Hey there again guys, look who's back!

Sorry for the long wait but I just didn't make it sooner. Well anyways, here you go!

They spent the whole evening in the road house and by the time they finally left it was already past 1 am - Ellen and Jo had given them a little extra time. Dean had had enough beers to make him unable to drive and since Cas didn't have a driving licence they had no other choice but to walk back.

The two of them walked - well Dean rather stumbled- on a small path next to the road, continueing their conversations from the roadhouse. While they talked Dean smiled almost all the time Cas liked it to see him smile, it made his eyes shine and his beatiful face light up even more - sometimes he couldn't help but stare. It reminded him of the picture on wich he had seen the green-eyed for the first time, the one he took with - ... with Jimmy.

After a while of walking Dean started to laugh. Cas cocked his head to the side a little confused, neither of them had said something so why was he laughing?

"What's so funny?", he asked with a small smile on his lips.

Dean laughed again and when he spoke his words slurred a little, "Nothing just... still not over the whole thing with your name."

Cas chuckled lightly, "Come on it's not that funny."

"Yes it is!", Dean said with a broad grin. "I mean: Your name is Castiel, that's an angels name and your last name is Lord, how's that even coincidence? I mean- ", he burst out laughing as if he just thought of something very funny, "Dude, your literally an angel of the lord!"

Castiel shook his head and giggled a little, "And you don't even know the best part."

Dean stopped and grabbed Cas' arm to make him stop aswell. When Cas turned to Dean to ask why he wasn't walking on he saw Deans eyes - wich were nearly black in the faint moonlight - were gleaming with curiosity. "Is there something you haven't told me Mr. Lord?", he asked in a voice that send shivers down Cas' spine.

"Uh uhm I well-", Cas stuttered suddenly unsure of what to say. Dean laughed sweetly.

"C'mon you're gonna have to tell me now you know? Don't ever begin a sentence with, 'you don't even know -' in my presence."

Cas sighed and shook his head, "Okay well uhm... remember when you showed me your Tattoo?", Castiel made a little gesture towards Deans collarbone where his Shirt hid the small pentagram - though some of the thin black flames that surrounded the circle were gleaming through his collar. Dean nodded.

"And you asked me if I had any tattoos aswell, and I hasitated but said no?"

Again Dean nodded. Castiel bit his lip. "Well that uhm wasn't quite the truth."

Dean cocked an eyebrow and laughed, " 'Not quite the truth?', so you have one?"

"Charlie talked me into it and to be honest I kinda like them ...", Cas mumbled and rubbed the back of his neck. When he looked up at Dean he saw the curiosity in his eyes shine even brighter than before.

"What Tattoo Castiel?", he asked and again his voice made Cas feel all dizzy and tingly at the same time - let alone that Dean had called him by his full name and not his nickname.

"I have a wing Tattoo."

Castiel watched every single change in Deans expression, how his eyes widened in surprise and how this Goofy grin of his started to spread all over his face to make his nose crinkle and his eyes shine.

"So let me get this right, you - you're an angel of the lord - with wings?!", he laughed.

Castiel slightly smiled and shook his head, "No Dean I'm not, I'm a human just like any other and you had way too many Drinks."

Dean groaned and started to walk again, forcing Cas to follow him because he was still holding the sleeve of his jacket. "Yes you are and no I haven't. Now say it."

Cas furrowed his brow. "Say what?"

"Say that you're an angel of the lord!", Dean said and sounded so childish that Cas couldn't help but laugh at him.

"Okay, fine!", he slightly cleared his throat, "I'm an angel of the lord.", he eventually said and made his voice sound extra deep.

Dean laughed out in joy. "You know what I kinda like that angel-thing. And dude, you gotta show me this Tattoo right now because wings sound pretty damn gorgeous."

Castiel felt heat rush into his face. "Uh Dean... I can't."

"What do you mean with 'you can't'?", Dean laughed and gave him a daring look.

"They're on my back ...", Castiel mumbled and looked down to his feet.

"Oh.", was everything Dean replied to that. They settled into silence for the rest of their walk.

Eventually the two of them arrived at Castiels hotel. Dean - quite the gentleman - demanded on walking Cas all the way to his room.

"Well then... it was a very nice evening.", Castiel said as they stood infront of his rooms door.

Dean smiled sweetly, "Yes I think so too..."

This smile of his made Cas feel warm and his knees go weak, he tried to remain in controle of his own body but he wasn't quite able to do so aswell.

"You know I'd still like to see this tattoo of yours.", Dean said, his voice not more than a whisper. Castiel felt his cheeks heat up in an instant, but he wasn't able to turn his head away from Dean, whose green eyes seemed to hypnotize him, making him unable to think.

"Good thing I took a week off not only one day.", he whispered absently.

"Yeah good thing."

Cas could hardly breathe. Deans face was just inches away and this smell of collogne and applepie made him feel dizzy. Those shining orbs of vivid green stared into his own. Time seemed to stop, as if the earth stopped spinning. Cas felt himself drown in this green, dreaming of soft, pink lips and tanned Skin.

"G'night angel.", Dean whispered after what felt like hours. Castiel could feel Deans breath brush his face.

"Dean, I'm not an angel."

Dean sighed a little, "Yeah, well I chose this to be your nickname."

"But you've already given me a nickname...", Cas frowned.

The other man pinched the back of his nose. "Yeah but People can have more nicknames."

"Dean, you sound upset, did I do something wrong?"

"No! No. Just ... I mean - it kinda ruined the moment.", Dean said with a small sigh.

"The moment?", Castiel couldn't help but chuckle.

"Hey! That's not funny!", Dean scolded. "It's not like I planned this okay? But I thought I would say 'goodnight angel' and than you'd say 'goodnight Dean' and than I'd lean in and- and kiss you and it would be perfect! But now that the moment is over and uh I don't quite know what to do..." , Dean said and gestured wildly, Castiel could see the small hint of panic in his eyes.

"I mean it's okay! Totally okay uhm probably I just - ... I wouldn't have dared to kiss you anyway I think I- would that ... would you - I uhm... You felt that too right? This strange I Tension, so I thought ... Or maybe I just had too much drinks - like you said. Wait no! No, I'm not drunk I - if I was drunk I'd know it. And -", Dean stuttered but was silenced when Castiel got on his tiptoes and placed a kiss onto his cheek. He leaned back to see two green eyes staring looking at him in surprise.

"Goodnight Dean.", he said with a tender smile.

Dean smiled broadly and flushed a little. "Yeah I kinda imagined it like that.", he said quietly before he turned around to leave. Cas watched him walk away, every now and then Dean would look back at him.

"Bye Dean!", he said and waved quickly before Dean turned into one of the other corridors and he wasn't able to see him anymore.

He sighed a little. He was so god damn screwed.