Castiel sang dramatically along to the song roaring out the TV. The sound was turned almost all the way up, so of course he didn't hear his brother, Gabriel, sneak up behind him.

"SIMBAAAAAA!" he screamed and jumped on his younger, smaller brother.

Castiel screamed back, drowning out the sound of 'The Circle of Life'

His popcorn scattered across the floor, as he leaned forward, gasping for breath,

Gabe was also gasping for breath, but for a different reason. He lay over the back of the sofa, cackling, his hazel eyes scrunched up.

"GABE!" he screeched.

"Present," his brother panted.

Castiel sat back, pouting at the popcorn all over his once clean floor.

"Gaaabe, I just hoovered it." he whined. He didn't really mind, it gave him an excuse to see the 'smokin' hot dude who i would go out with in a heartbeat, if, of course, I liked your gender' as his friend Charlie had put it.

Gabriel stopped laughing and squinted at Castiel, still lying awkwardly over the sofa.

'His back must be hurting by now' thought Castiel

"You don't have a hoover," He said, suspiciously

"No, i literally just gave it back to the dude under me, five minutes ago."

Gabe nodded as best he could and fumbled in his pocket for a few seconds. Castiel watched him, until Gabe pulled out a cherry lollipop and brandished it in Castiel's face.

"Don't eat that upside down." groaned Castiel, watching his brother.

"Watch me."

Castiel sighed and stood up, crunching on the popped kernels.

"I'm going to get Dean's hoover." he explained.

"Dean?" mocked Gabriel.

Castiel rolled his eyes but the second he was out the door he smiled.

He was going to see Dean again.

Castiel legged it down the stairs and stood outside his door.

His blood pounding in his ears, he raised a hand and knocked. Within seconds, the door opened and Dean was there grinning like a Cheshire Cat.

Yes! The hot guy from above him was back! Dean couldn't help smiling. His hair and, god, his eyes. The bluest blue that ever blued.

He blinked. Where the flip did that come from?

But he still ran for the door and swung it open.

"Cas!" he cried, almost hugging him, but that was way too touchy for the fourth time they'd met.

"Cas?" repeated the god on his doorstep, his head tilting just a little bit to the left.

Fuck! Dean thought as he tried to keep the grin. He had been calling Castiel 'Cas' in his head since they'd met.

"Uh, yeah... Thought you needed a nickname.. Its shorter than Castiel..." great Dean. Just insult his name.

But thankfully, Castiel smiled and the world was one hell of a lot brighter.

The hallway light must've finally got its act together.

"Hey, come in." Dean stumbled over his feet as he stepped back. He tripped fully, but just as he started to fall, a hand was behind his back, holding him up.

Dean stared up at Cas. They stood like that for what seemed like hours until Cas coughed awkwardly.

"Um, so yeah... Can i borrow your hoover?" he straightened, and let Dean stand on his own two feet.

NO NO Dean wanted to scream STAY STAY STAY

"Yeah, sure, ya spill something again?"

Wow Dean, OF COURSE HE FREAKING SPILT SOMETHING

"Yeah, Gabe spilt my popcorn."

Dean forced a laugh and turned away to his cupboard where he kept the hoover.

Of course someone like Cas had a boyfriend.

It wasn't like sex on legs would be single?

He yanked the hoover out of its cupboard and shoved it at Cas. He wasn't trying to be horrible, but... He had thought he had a chance.

Not a lot of people knew he was bi. His little brother, Sammy, his friends Jo and Ash. That was it.

He saw Cas' face fall a bit, but he took the hoover.

"Thanks," he called as he left, but no-one answered.

What was up with Dean? He had been okay until he had explained why he needed the hoover. Did he think he was just making an excuse to see him. It wasn't like Dean was single, or short of friends. A girl and two boys came over every so often, and Dean often talked of his 'girlfriend' Sam and 'friends' Ash and Jo.

He sighed and lugged it up the stairs tiredly.

He kicked the door, pretty pissed, but it got worse as shooting pains throbbed through his foot.

Gabe opened the door, a frown on his face, his sucker long gone.

Cas thrust the hoover at him and flopped on the sofa.

He heard Gabe switch it on and begin to clear up the popcorn.

After a few minutes, Gabe sat down by his feet.

"Guessing it didn't go well?"

Cas made a slightly upset sound.

"Should I take it back?" Cas waved a hand that could mean 'Go ahead' or 'Nope'

"'Kay."

And Gabe began the long trudge to Dean's apartment.

When he knocked on the door, he heard several thumps and a pause before the door opened.

"Ca-..." began the man, who Gabe supposed was Dean.

"Hi, I'm Gabriel." Gabe waved with the hand that wasn't holding the hoover upright.

Dean's face fell. Was he going to beat him up for hitting on Cas?

"Ah, the one who spilt the popcorn?" Dean helped him lug it inside.

"Is that how my brother introduced me?"

Dean stopped dead and felt his heart explode.

"You're brothers?" he asked. Gabe raised an eyebrow at him and picked up the hoover to shove it the last few feet to the cupboard.

"Yup. You got any siblings?"

Dean nodded, glancing out to the kitchen. Voices came from within.

"A brother. Where's Cas?"

Gabe smiled, dayum this dude had fallen for him hard.

"Upstairs, he was just making tea. Do you want some?" Damn, Cassie better freaking love him for setting him up with this random dude.

"SAMMY!" Dean yelled. The voices ceased, a tall, longhaired man came out, a small nerdy smile on his face, his hazel eyes twinkling as he looked at his brother.

"This is my brother, Sammy," Dean said off-handedly to Gabriel. "And these are my friends Jo and Ash."

Wait, thought Gabriel, Cas had said Dean had a girlfriend, Sam and a brother Jo and ohhh, Cas had confused Sam with Jo And now Gabriel was going to start laughing his head off at his little brother.

"Sam, this is Gabriel, brother to Cas, the dude I was telling you about."

Gabriel waved, Wow this entire family were practically porn stars, with their looks.

"I'm going over there now, Sam. Don't break anything."

"Damn." muttered the girl, under her breath. Dean laughed.

He gestured to the door at Gabriel who turned and walked out.

"See ya Sammy," he called with a wink. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Sam go red.

As they walked up the stairs, Gabriel tried to make conversation.

"So, you like anyone?" God he sounded like a twelve-year-old girl at a sleepover.

"Yeah." Dean replied, going a rather nice shade of red.

But before Gabe could press Dean for more details that he could use to coax Cas off the sofa later, they reached the door. Gabe pushed it open. Castiel was still face-down on the sofa but when he heard the door open he eagerly got to his feet.

"Did you see him? God, he's so beautiful, isn't he? His name, Dean and his eyes are so fucking gre-..." Cas trailed off going almost the same shade as Dean earlier.

It went silent.

"HAKUNA MAKATA!" yelled the TV.

Dean stopped his intense eye-contact with Cas (while throwing a mini party THAT CASTI-FUCKING-EL LIKED HIM) to stare at the TV.

"Is that the Lion King!?" he yelled and ran to sit next to Cas.

And if he sat too close than strictly necessary who could blame him?