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So here is the next chapter, a nice bit of mush, I hope you like it.

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Castiel awoke feeling warm and comfortable, it took second or two for his brain to supply the reason why. Dean was wrapped around his body like the best kind of blanket, and that Castiel decided, was not good for his state of mind. As such he tried to pull away from the man holding him, aiming to retreat to his own room for what was left of the night, or morning. He had no idea of the time. But rather than releasing him, Dean's arms seemed to tighten around him as he tried to pull away and he wondered if the other man was conscious of the fact. Though listening to his breathing he realised Dean was still deeply asleep. He had heard him in such at state many times before after all. Just as he was wondering how to get himself out of this awkward predicament, He did not want Dean to wake with him in his arms again, that would be hard to explain, Dean moved closer to his back, mumbling something that Castiel could not understand. Or at least he did not understand most of it, though one word was as clear as day to him, though he had no idea what it meant. Dean had said Cas.

What was going on? Why was Dean mumbling his name in his sleep while holding him closer, and was that… Dean's erection pressed into his back? Was Dean… aroused by this position? By having him in his bed? No surely not. Dean did not like men. No doubt he was thinking of another rather than him, and that was making him sexually aroused. But just as he had convinced himself of that and decided to try once more to remove himself from Dean's arms, the man in question spoke once more in his sleep. And this time Castiel heard every word.

"Umm, Cas. Stay. Like you with me. Like you…"

And these words were accompanied by Dean borrowing his face into Castiel's hair, and… was that a soft kiss on his neck?

Suddenly it hit Castiel that maybe he wasn't the only one discovering new feelings. That Dean maybe felt more than friendship for him too. That would explain his strange behaviour since Castiel had become human. It was Dean's way of seeing if they could have anything together. Was that possible? That Dean liked him in a sexual way? Was it truly a possible explanation for everything? Because now Castiel thought of it, he realised it really was the only one that made sense. Dean would not play with him in a sexual way, and he had never seen him behave as he had done with him with any of his other friends. It really was the only explanation. But… did that mean Dean had always liked him and he just hadn't picked up on it in his angelic state? No Dean had never behaved this way with him when he was an angel. So why now? What was so different between him being human to him being an angel expect the obvious lack of power? Why would Dean wait until now to show his feelings for him? Was it that he had only just realised them himself, now that Castiel was human? No. that couldn't be it. Not the way Dean was acting. Surely his friend would have been freaked out and need time to process the realisation if it had come to him when he became human. Surely Dean wouldn't have just suddenly realised his feelings and decided to do something about it. That was not the way Dean was. So the only real solution was that Dean had always felt this way, but he had never believed before that he could express them to him. Could never express them to the angel he had been. What did it all mean?

But while Castiel had far too many questions going through his mind he knew one thing was clear. He was not going to hide anymore. If there was a chance his feelings for Dean were returned, then he would take it. They could both learn what this new relationship of theirs would grow into together.

With that decision made in his mind he moved carefully, making sure not to wake Dean as he turned so he was on his side and now face to face with the man he had such confusing yet compelling feelings for. He made sure they lay in a position that neither of their erect penises touched. If he was going to take a step along this road with Dean, wherever it may lead, he knew that that step had to small. This was all so new to him after all, but he was sure, if he showed Dean some encouragement then he would help him, guide him down the road, and teach him to understand the emotions coursing through his body. And he trusted that Dean would be happy to go at whatever pace he wished. He knew Dean would never force him to do anything, and now he felt the weight of worry lift from his shoulders, Castiel knew that there was no one he would rather learn from, to experience this side of humanity with, than Dean.


Dean was having an amazing dream of have Cas in his arms, of surrounding his body with his own and yet there was no sexual connotation to it. It was just him and Cas together, relaxed and happy, mumbling words of feeling to each other. It was awesome. But soon it started to fade with the feeling of someone watching him, and yet, it was a feeling that was familiar, even if he couldn't put his finger on it in his sleep muddled mind. As such he found himself surfacing into wakefulness, blinking to get his surroundings into focus only to find his eyes latch on to only one thing. The blue of Castiel's eyes, staring at him with warmth and happiness.

"Good morning Dean." Castiel said smiling at the green eyed man enjoying watching him coming awake slowly, he had never seen it so close before, and he loved it.

"Yeah you too Cas. How long you been watching me sleep?" Dean asked with a croaked smile, not going to question why Cas was suddenly looking at him, smiling at him again. Whatever had changed Cas' mind Dean wasn't gonna make him think about it. Maybe he had forgotten the dick move Dean had made the previous day. Or maybe he was going with the whole, it's a new day, new things crap theory. Whatever Dean would take it, happily.

"Completely or this morning? Because I could easily answer that with seven years or a few minutes." Castiel responded with a smirk at Dean.

"Let's go with the last one shall we. The first is just creepy." Dean replied with a chuckle at Cas' obvious humour. Who knew the ex-angel could be funny hey?

"As you wish Dean." Castiel responded happily. Settling down so he could just lie there and stare into Dean's eyes which now he knew, he could see held more than they ever had before. They held something Castiel could not put a name to, but it was something that made him feel warm inside. Made him glow under their attention.

"So, sleep well?" Dean asked softly breaking the silence that had settled, but not because it needed to be broken, but just because it seemed the right thing to say. At that point he had forgotten all about deals or reasons for why he was doing what he was, all he thought off was Cas' beautiful smile and the twinkle in his eyes that Dean was sure he had never seen there before. But he was just as sure he wanted to make sure never left them. It was the gorgeous sight in his mind.

"I did, very well." Castiel replied with a soft smile at the man lying opposite him, hoping Dean understood that he was the reason for his restful night. Understood that Castiel had come to the conclusion that he would only have such peaceful sleep with the man whose bed he was sharing.

"Good. I'm glad." Dean responded in the same soft tone. Glad he could give Cas that much. Give him a good night's sleep. He just hoped he managed to give him such a good daytime as well.

With that Dean and Castiel lapsed into just lying there, staring into each other's eyes, with no need for words or any further action at present. They were in a bubble where it was just them. Happy and together, all thoughts of the future or what would happen next dull in their minds. It was in fact, the perfect moment. The perfect morning, and the perfect start to what would be an eventful day.