"Sam I feel uncomfortable..." Cas muttered as he sat in the front of the bathroom mirror.
Castiel was seated in a char Sam had placed in front of the mirror in the bathroom while the younger Winchester stood behind him, tugging and pulling on his hair with something sticky he'd called "wax."
Cas squirmed a little, earning him a frown from Sam.
"Quit moving Cas, I'm almost done." Sam pouted, rolling his eyes as he tilted Cas's head.
"Sam if I may ask, what is the purpose of running your fingers through my hair?"
Sam snorted with mild amusement, "I'm trying to style your hair Cas. It's a fancy party and you want to fit in right? I'm trying to go with a just-rolled-out-of-bed look."
Castiel's brow furrowed as he glanced down at himself as he flexed one of his hands, "As far as I can tell, I'm wide awake."
Another snort, "It's just a style Cas. 'Sides, I heard dean has a thing for it..."
Castiel's head snapped up in surprise as he met Sam's gaze in the mirror, who only gave an encouraging smile and thumbs up in explanation.
Still shocked, Cas glanced at himself in the mirror.
Sam had mused his hair in slick spikes that gave his hair a messy look that seemed more purposeful than usual. The rest of his hair was flattened down but Sam had combed it carefully to show off the layering and slight undertones of light brown near his roots.
After watching humanity for hundreds of years Cas remembered seeing this look throughout history, and it had always been quite popular with the females.
Cas found himself playing with the soft curls at the nape of his neck, wondering if Dean would like this look on him.
And at that moment the elder Winchester called out to them.
"Sam I look like an idiot!"
"One sec Dean!"
After a few more tugs on Castiel's head Sam deemed the ex-angel ready they wandered out of the bathroom to find Dean leaning against the motel wall, looking fairly unhappy.
Sam was barely managing to control his laughter which only seemed to piss off his brother more. "C'mon Dean! You look great!"
Cas couldn't agree more as he silently appreciated Dean's attire
He was wearing a formfitting tuxedo that hugged him like it was made for him. Around his shoulders there was a cape with a large wide color, which was dark forest green on the outside and light green on the inside. With a matching dark green bowtie and white boots with black laces. His hair with gelled down and combed to the side, the exact opposite of the untamed state of Castiel's own hair.
But the best part was the mask.
The mask covered Dean's right side of his face, and formed an arc over his eye. On his right side his eye was outlined by a black pentagram. The star inside was dark green while the space between the circle was light green. Outside the pentagram there were black swirls that covered the right side of his face and behind the swirls was a mix of the dark and light greens. The arch started with a black tip and got lighter as it moved to the arch of Dean's nose with a dark green backdrop.
Sam's voice brought Castiel out of his daydreams and he turned to see the younger Winchester regarding him with a smirk.
"What do you think Cas?"
Dean was looking at him expectantly and Cas suddenly felt a heat rise to his cheeks. "It's… Very flattering Dean…" Castiel murmured, his eyes glued to the floor.
When he looked up Dean was sporting a flush that matched his own.
"T-thanks Cas.." Dean muttered as he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.
The pair openly starred at each other until Sam rolled his eyes and started shoving Cas towards the bathroom. "Alright, that's enough undressing each other with your eyes for now." He groaned. Once Cas was in the bathroom Sam thrust a small bag into his arms "Here's your costume. Go ahead and get ready."
"Yes Sam." Said Cas as he shut the door.
"And don't mess up your hair!"
*slam*
When Castiel closed the door Sam turned to smirk at his brother, who responded with a grimace.
"What?" He growled.
"Oh nothing." Sam replied, smug motherfucker, "I just think Cas enjoyed the view."
"Take it and shove it up your ass Samantha."
"Oh my God Dean! Don't you resize you could seriously hand something here with Cas?!" Sam cried, suddenly earnest.
Dean was taken aback and seems sudden change in attitude and averted his eyes to focus on the ugly motel carpet instead. "Yeah, but Cas and I... He-"
"Sam? Have I donned this properly?"
Came Castiel's call form the bathroom as he opened the door. Wiping any thought that was currently going through Dean's mind.
Castiel stepped from the bathroom, Castiel's costume was blue, white and silver. His slacks were a darker blue that matched the inside of his coat. He was wearing a crisp white shirt with silver buttons and white gloves. The overcoat was light blue on the outside and had a silver outline down to where it split into coattails, coming to rest behind Castiel's knees, along with matching sliver cuffs. The look was completed with a pair of smoky gray oxfords.
Once Dean's eyes had finished taking over Cas's body he let his eyes rise to meet Castiel's own. Where Dean felt himself make an involuntary noise in the back of his throat.
Cas's mask covered his right side entirely and circled his left eye, hiding his cheek a bit, but not much. The left side was a simple blue mask with a silver lining that screamed Cas. And the right side was an angel wing the draped down past his chin.
All that combined with the I-just-had-sex-hair did not make Dean want to tangle his fingers in that mess and kiss him stupid. Nope. Not at all.
Sam looked cast up-and-down and gave him a smile and thumbs up. But when Cas looked to Dean and he didn't say anything, he shifted nervously from foot to foot "Is this not acceptable?"
Dean returned to planet earth and shook his head furiously. "No way Cas, it's...awesome." He sighed. Cas relaxed and smiled at him, causing Dean to respond with a soft smirk of his own.
Aaaaaand they're were back to staring again. Sam inwardly groaned and face palmed himself.
"What?" Dean asked. Forcing his gaze away from Cas with some visible effort.
"Dean, I can feel the tension in the air-"
"What tension?" Cas interrupted, brow furrowed and head tilted in mimicry a bit confused puppy.
"What tension?" Sam asked incredulously "Dean at least you know…" Sam trailed off when he noticed Dean watching him with a matching look of confusion. Sam threw his arms up and surrender, "Unbelievable!"
Fast forward a few hours and it's 7 PM and our trio is piled into the Impala, pulling in front of the town event center.
"You'd better lay low Sammy. Be careful."
"Yeah, you too. First sign of trouble though, and I'm in. And Dean... Dean!"
"Huh?" Dean muttered, turning his attention away from a curvy blonde in a red dress.
Sam made an exasperated bitch face, "Remember why you're here Dean."
"Yeah yeah. Bitch"
"Jerk!"
Cason Dean got out of the impala and waved as Sam drove way.
They then started to walk up the walkway which was covered by a red carpet. They were getting a lot of attention but neither of them noticed because Dean was too busy answering all of Cas's questions, as the ex-angel proceeded to stare at everything with a child like wonder and asking what everything was. His favorite things seem to be the skylights that illuminated the violet night.
"If I still had my wings I'm sure I'd find flying amongst these dancing lights to be most enjoyable." Castiel whispered, a hint of longing in his voice.
Dean felt a pang of sympathy as he watch the ex-angels nostalgic expression.
"C'mon Cas. Let's head inside."
Cas's eyes lit up at the prospect of new discoveries and they followed the red carpet around the corner. Only to find two officers guarding the large doors of the ballroom.
Dean sauntered up to one of them "Hey there guys. How's the investigation going?"
They looked up Dean oddly before glancing at each other.
"What they didn't tell you?" Dean huffed. He reached into his jacket and pulled out the FBI badge he'd stashed there. "FBI, I'm agent Ackles behind me is by partner agent Collins."
The officers seemed a little taken aback but they accepted the façade. "Tell us if you see anything strange." They nodded and Dean and Cas passed without further conversation.
The entryway was littered with Butler's holding confetti cannons who blasted the pair upon arrival.
Castiel shrieked in surprise and immediately grabbed onto Dean. While the Elder Winchester uttered a curse and removed his hand from his hidden silver blade.
"C'mon Cas, it's just confetti." Dean cooed as he tried to pry Cas from where he glued himself on Dean's arm.
Cas let go with a small noise and accepted the apologies of the employees as they continued walking.
The main room was huge with a huge ceiling in five chandeliers that hung hi above the crowd. Dean snorted and glanced around "Fancy right Cas?" ... "Cas?"
Dean spun around to discover Castiel was gone. He internally panicked and scanned the crowd for his friend. Finally spotting him near a lion ice sculpture, Dean had to use all of self-control not to run to him.
"Dammit Cas, don't do that."
"I remember when you first discovered the ability to sculpt and shape ice." Cas mused, without looking away from the lion. "I've always found your outlets of creativity… Extraordinary."
At the last word Castiel turned and stared directly at Dean, regarding him.
And Dean wanted to do nothing more then kiss that look of wonder right off the stupid face.
But instead he couldn't help the small "You're extraordinary…" That slipped past his lips.
Castiel's head whipped around and he met Dean's gaze. Looking at him intently and watching him with a calculating stare. When he saw no hint of joking on Dean's face his eyes widened and a pink hue dusted his cheeks, as Dean's own started to warm. "Dean… I have something to discuss –"
"Hello there boys"
The guys turned around to find a curvy redhead in a black dress and Swan mask had walked over to them. Glancing at Dean she asked "Mind if I borrow your angel winged masked friend here?" She purred, eyeing Castiel making him squirm. "…Uh"
Dean was at a loss for what to say. He could only watch is the girl grabbed Cas's arm and started tugging him through the crowd.
Cas turned to stare wantonly at Dean but they couldn't afford making a scene. Dean mouthed the words 'just go with it' and the ex-angel turned around reluctantly, following the girl into the crowd.
But Dean watched him from afar, circling around the outside of the dance floor as he kept an eye on Cas. When the pair was in the middle of the dance floor, Dean found a spot along the wall and remained there. Scanning the crowd and watching for any suspicious activity.
But it was difficult to concentrate when his focus was drawn to the chick getting all handsy on his ex angel.
Dean felt himself scowl as the redhead pulled Castiel abreast herself. Making her "abreast" very obvious and causing Cas to blush, which only tousled Dean's already ruffled feathers.
He muttered a couple of choice curses and snatched a champagne flute from a passing tray.
Although the music was relaxing Dean felt himself more tense than he'd ever been in his life, as he stared flaming daggers into the redhead. As well as anyone else who happened to check out Cas within his line of sight.
He spent so much time trying to will them away with his mind that he didn't realize the music was ending until the final fanfare sounded.
Dean side, relieved, and took a few steps from the wall, preparing to snatch the ex-angel back. Only to have him whisked away by a brunette as the next song began.
Dean growled unhappily and moved back again, sulking against the wall.
Dean pulled a small earpiece out of his pocket and switched it on. Placing the device in his ear, he whispered "Breaker breaker, Sammy you got your ears on?"
"Dean? What's wrong?" He sounded slightly on edge when he answered.
"Come down Sam. I just called to uh… See what's up?"
Dean was met with a dramatic groan on the other line. "I told you to use these only if you're in trouble. They're not cheap you know, and I didn't find any more in the bunker. Where's Cas?"
"He's got a line of girls wanting to dance with them." Dean snapped, more hostile than he meant to be.
"So let me guess, you're pouting in a corner." Sam huffed, obviously amused.
"Shut up. Bitch."
"Jerk."
Sam hung up then, and Dean found himself slumping against the wall, grabbing glass after glass of champagne and ignoring any girl that looked his way. And that's how he ended up here. The love them and leave them Dean Winchester, ignoring a possible lay to "pout in a corner" over his newly human best friend.
Dean was scowling at the ground, leaning against the wall with crossed arms. But when he raised his eyes he was met with the gaze of a group of blondes with sly grins.
He didn't need any unwanted attention so he resisted the overwhelming urge to roll his eyes and offered one of his most charming smiles. Which cause the trio to whisper and giggle amongst themselves.
Dean offered them a wink which caused more giggling and Dean glanced in Cas's direction while they were distracted.
He found Cas staring at him, pointedly ignoring the girl he was dancing with and watching him with dark eyes and a slight scowl.
Well that was new.
Anyone with eyes would be able to see the light bulb go off above Dean's head. He smirked at Castiel before sauntering over to the girls and leaning against the wall, smirking at them and cocking an eyebrow.
"Hey there girls." He drawled, allowing his voice to dip into a sultry octave.
The platinum blonde in the middle was obviously the leader in the group, if pushing her friends to the side is anything to go by. "Hey there handsome." She purred, sliding right up to him and laying a light hand on his bicep.
"Handsome?" He mused before giving the girl a lopsided grin. "I take it you see something you like?"
"Mhm. Bet there's something else I'd like too." She hummed.
"Mm.." Dean bit his tongue to avoid spouting an insult and took a glance at Cas. Who he noticed had to stopped paying attention to anyone but him. Watching with a darkened expression as he glared at Dean.
Little did he know it only fueled Dean's fire as he turned to the blonde and extended his hand "Care to honor me with a dance?"
The girls slept your hand in his "Oh a gentleman. I'd be delighted."
Dean then turn to her friends "I'm going to borrow your friend here for a minute." He teased, throwing a wink in for luck.
They blushed and giggled in response as Dean lead the blonde onto the dance floor. Choosing a spot near Cas who had a brunette partner of his own. Their eyes met and Cas moved slightly, as if he is trying to say something. But the music started and his partner pulled him away.
"Oh I love this dance!"
"Oh yeah? Why's that?" Dean called over the lively drumbeat.
"It's a group dance!" The blonde replied, pulling on his arm as the music began to get faster. "It's really easy, you just follow the group and go around the circle switching partners!"
"Huh, sounds like it could be fun." Dean said, silently cursing himself for his terrible luck.
The upbeat tempo started and Dean spun his partner around, arms wrapped around waist. They stepped side to side with their hands on their hips as they spun around each other. Dean wrapped his arms around the blonde and spun her outwards, only to have her caught by her next partner as the redhead Cas had first danced with landed in his arms. He forced a smile "Hey there?"
She beamed at Dean "You don't need to fake a smile with me Dean."
He cocked an eyebrow and his smirk faded "how do you know my name?"
The girl smirked and her eyes were bright with mischief "You can't be that oblivious" she huffed with a roll of her eyes. But her expression shifted to one of shock when Dean continued to look confused "Oh my God… You really are that dense. When I danced with your friend over there you were the only thing he would talk about. Hell, he could barely keep his eyes off you."
"Seriously?!"
Dean tried to ask the girl if he said anything else but she'd already moved on to her next partner.
The rest of the dance was a blur as Dean try to process the redheads words. Cas had been watching him?What did that mean? He was barely aware of who he was dancing with until the steps and spins started getting complex. Dancing with girls, guys been wasn't paying attention to anything but the blue and white blur that was dancing along on the other side of the floor. Eventually though, Dean just let himself relax, flowing with the music as he swayed with his partners. Faster and faster as the music sped up, Dean's movements became ever more fluid and quick. Until the music ended abruptly and Dean caught his final partner, pulling them flush against himself, and opening his eyes that he didn't know he closed. Green met blue and Dean felt his heart stop.
"Cas..."
The ex- Angel was flush against his body and they were slotted like they were built for each other "Cas…"
"Dean.."
The small whimper of his name sent Dean's nerves ablaze. Dean wanted to kiss Castiel of everything as he stared into this big baby blue depths. And he hoped that the earnest look Cas was giving them meant he wanted this just as bad. Dean begin to lean in slowly...
"Dean!" It came as a harsh whisper, a rejection.
Dean jumped back, alarmed, but was stopped by hand gripping the suit jacket.
"Dean… I want… God do I want, but we can't, not now. Look."
Do you managed to tear his slightly dilated pupils from Cas to focus on a girl eyeing him from across the room. But there was something off about her. She had Linda's body and pretty face. The first victim strawberry blond hair in the thirds brown and green eyes.
"A combination of the best aspects of our victims. I guess our shifter likes to look good." Dean tried to keep his voice light but he really wanted to kick this cock blocking shifter in the teeth. "How are we doing this?"
"She seems to be interested in you. Charm her and meet me in one of the back and hallways."
"Right."
Cas left after that, disappearing again into the crowd.
Dean turned and walked to the outskirts of the dance floor, wandering purposefully to the shifter. Stopping on the opposite side of the pillar she'd been leaning on. And as expected, she appeared next to his arm but a second later.
"Hey there." She cooed "Was hoping you'd notice me."
"It's a little hard not to." Dean muttered with a suggestive lit to his voice.
"Oh yeah? You sure you're fine with leaving that cute little thing behind?"
"Yeah, saw something I like more." He said, turning flirt mode up to 11.
"Mm.. I like a guy who has… Priorities." A finger trailed down his chest. "What say you we get out of here?"
"I can get behind that."
The girl pulled Dean into the hallway, where Dean then took the lead. Ducking into a small room across from the ballroom. She slipped a hand in his tux and kissed him. It got heated easily but there is a distinct flinch when she thumbed a silver button.
"S'wrong?" Dean muttered
""Nothing. It just... Are these silver?"
Dean chuckled, "Oh yeah. I forgot... You can touch silver."
"Huh?"
Dean stabbed the girl right in the heart as she stared Dean in the eye, her expression shocked as the light drained from her eyes. Mouth dropped in the silent scream.
Dean pulled the silver knife from her body and watched her limp form slump and fall to the ground.
"Dean?
Castiel's deep voice echoed in the empty room.
"Yeah Cas. I'm here."
The ex-angel appeared form around the corner. "That was easier than expected." He commented
"Yeah..." Dean agreed.
They sat in one of those tense silences that always meant something.
"About earlier-"
"Dean I-"
They stopped and stared at each other. And of course at that moment the moon rose behind the window cast had moved in front of. It silhouetted him beautifully and illuminated his bright eyes. Dean suddenly felt constricted and took his mask off, only to have Cas copy his actions.
"Cas... I-"
Dean was silenced by Cas's soft lips against his own. Fuck it, he'd never been good with words anyway.
He grabbed Cas and shoved him against the nearest surface, nipping and sucking on his bottom lip as Cas whined a little beneath him. But as much as he didn't want to, Dean forced himself to move away. Causing Castiel to make a pretty decent bitch face.
"Cas," he panted "dude I have to know that this… Us, is a thing you want. Because… Cas I… Dammit Cas I don't want this to be a one time thing… I just, holy shit. CasIreallyfuckinglikeyouandIneedtoknowifyou'lllikebemyboyfriendorsomesappyshit."
Castiel is all smiles as he lunged forward, claiming Dean's mouth again before pulling back to stare adoringly into Dean's face. "Yes Dean. Anything including this would be yes."
Dean smiled "Awesome.." He tangled his fingers and Cas's hair, pulling him forward as he crushed their mouths together. They smiled into the kiss and their grins remained as they pulled apart. When they suddenly heard a slow violin melody.
Dean took a step back and bowed dramatically before holding his outstretched hand Cas.
"May I have this dance?"
Cas grinned and slipped his hand into Dean's own. "But of course."
