Dean began pacing back and forth, fidgeting; biting his nails.

It was Friday night and it would be an hour until he needed to pick up Cas. Dean could feel his palms turning sweaty with nerves.

He wasn't even sure why he was working himself up. This was just two friends hanging out, nothing more. It wasn't like it was a date or anything. Nope nope nope, not a date.

Yet, if it was, what would be the problem? Besides his family and the whole school knowing. No. Dean couldn't handle that. He wasn't even sure he liked guys to begin with.

Sure there may have been moments when he'd seen a guy and found them highly attractive, but that didn't mean anything. Of course not.

However, there was no justice when it came to Cas. His perwinkle eyes, his raven black hair, his gracefuly chapped lips, and his clear, full face.

It didn't just stop at his face, though. Castiel held a body that anybody would be lucky to have a hold of. To be able to see what was under that trench coat of his would be a blessing.

So what if he had an awkward vibe about him? He was still, well, hot. And god Dean tried to deny it. This wasn't him. He didn't think this way about guys, he couldn't.

What would his family think...his parents...Sammy? He'd just be a disspointment.

No, he wouldn't do that to them.

Dean inhaled a few times, looked over himself in the mirror, fixed his hair a bit, then went out to his baby to pick up a boy he only saw as a 'friend'.

Castiel had been ready earlier in the day. With nothing to do, he had begun to get ready around 3:00pm, only to be ready at 5:00pm, two hours earlier than neccessary.

He was sitting on the steps of the apartment. He would be meeting Dean at a 7-11, two blooks away to be picked up.

As he had waited all Cas could think about was what it was he was doing and whether he should be doing it.

He knew fairly well that Dean Winchester was not gay. That could only mean that this, what he and Cas were about to do, was only friends hanging out, not a date.

Knowing it was only friends hanging out and it could never be more, Cas felt a pang in his heart. It was ridiculous really. What, he'd known the guy for about three weeks now and he was already growing feelings. It wasn't right.

Castiel's whole reasoning for leaving his life behind, all his friends and his family, was not to fall for a straight boy. Falling for a straight boy had been the whole reason Cas had to pack up his bags and set off on his own.

Yet here he was, dreaming and admiring a young adonis like Dean Winchester, knowing exactly what the consquences would be. It was stupid of him.

He rubbed his hand across his forehead, already feeling the impending headache that would come. Damn him and his stupid feelings. He was smart, he should know better.

Cas looked down to his watch seeing he only had five minutes until Dean would be picking him up.

Getting up quickly, Cas began the two block walk, hoping tonight would go smoothly with no mishaps.

Dean bought Cas to The Roadhouse. They served the best burgers, best pie, and it had it's perks when he knew Mrs. Harvelle, Ellen outside of school, and Jo owned the place.

Castiel took a seat across from Dean and tentively looked over the menu. He knew what he wanted, but he couldn't bring himself to face Dean just yet.

Dean was doing the same. At some points he'd sneak a glance at Cas, but quickly looked away. He was grateful when Jo came to take their orders.

"So bacon cheeseburger, double the bacon, soda, and cherry pie on the side, right Dean?"

Jo smirked at Dean. Dean just smiled knowingly.

Seeing the whole ordeal between Jo and Dean sent a wave of jelousy over Cas. Jo was a pretty girl, lovely blond hair and the perfect oval face. She was made to be with Dean and it was seen clearly. The two bantering didn't help matters.

Not realizing he was doing it, Cas acted slightly cold to her, shooting daggers with his eyes.

"Jo, this is my friend Cas. Cas, Jo."

"It is nice to meet you Jo."

"Um yea, you too? So...what are you ordering?"

Jo could see the anger in Cas' eyes, however she didn't question it.

"I'll have your bacon cheesburger and soda as well."

Jo wrote everything down, gave Dean one last smile and Cas a half smile, not wanting to piss him off furthermore, and left. Once gone, Dean questioned Cas.

"No offense Cas, but if looks could kill."

Castiel looked up, slightly confused until he realized what he had been doing. He coughed to release some of the awkwardness.

"I'm sorry Dean. I didn't mean to. I'll be sure to apologize later. That was very rude of me."

Castiel hated the idea he would have to apologize to the blonde, but knew it was necessary. Dean simply nodded, unsure what to say.

It was quiet for a few more minutes as neither boy was sure what to talk about. Knowing Cas was the awkward, shy one, Dean spoke first.

"So Cas, how are your parents?"

Before Cas realized what he was saying he muttered, "I don't have parents."

Castiel immedietly covered his mouth. He wasn't suppose to say that. No one was suppose to know that. He couldn't face Dean. Saying a quick 'excuse me' Cas got up and left to the restroom.

Dean was left stunned. He knew something was up with Cas' parents. There was a reason Cas was scared when Dean mentioned dropping him off at his house.

However, this, the idea he has no parents, that was not what Dean had expected. He didn't have time to respond when Cas mumbled something and was out of his chair.

Seeing the mess of black hair going to the restrooms Dean got up to follow. He needed to check up on Cas.

Castiel was hyperventalating. He couldn't breathe clearly. Worry and panic began to overcome him.

What if Dean told someone? What if others overheard? Where would he go? What would he do?

Everything he had tried to keep secret, all the effort he had gone through to start anew would be all a waste. In three weeks times, because of a green eyed boy, Cas would be throwing everything away. He was pathetic.

The door to the restroom opened and in stepped in the corrpret of his demise, Dean.

All Dean could see was Cas freaking out. The poor guy couldn't get a hold of himself. It tugged at Dean's heart. It was his fault he was like this. Him and his stupid mouth.

Dean immedietly grabbed a hold of Cas.

"Cas, cas! Castiel calm down!"

Cas looked up at Dean, unsure what he was asking. He could see his lips moving, but could hear no sound. After several yells he finally heard 'calm down.'

Dean's eyes were filled with concern. Concern? Castiel soon relaxed. Dean hadn't run off to say anything, instead he was hear worrying over Cas.

Without meaning to, Castiel hugged Dean tightly. He needed some sort of solid form, some sort of comfort. All of this was too much.

Dean wrapped his arms tightly around Cas and mummered over and over again 'its gonna be okay.'

Once Castiel had regained his normal breathing he slowly stepped away from Dean.

"I...I am sorry for my behavior."

"Cas its fine. Don't worry about it. Just tell me, you okay now?"

After a few seconds of thinking, Cas nodded a yes.

"Alright. How about we finish our dinner and then get outta here? Okay?"

"Okay Dean."

They stepped out of the restroom and made their way to their table. Jo was waiting to set the food. Castiel looked sheepishly down, unsure what she would think of seeing he and Dean leaving the bathroom together.

Jo shot a questioning look to Dean who only whispered, "I'll explain later." She nodded an okay and left after putting the food down.

As both boys began to eat, Dean decided to talk. He talked in great detail about his baby and his music and how he found them as an escape, and he talked about Sammy. His voice spilled out pride when he mentioned his little brother which Cas could admire.

Castiel listened through it all, giving his little piece of commentary when neccessary. At some point Castiel began speaking. He went into detail about why he enjoyed art and how that was his means of escape. The previous incident in the restroom completely forgotten.

Instead of leaving right after finishing their food, the boys kept talking. Sometimes Dean would laugh when Cas didn't understand a refernece and cocked his head to the side in comfusion. Other times both boys would share a small, shy smile.

Ellen and Jo noticed this all from afar. They each smirked at the couple knowing exactly what was unfolding between the two.

Ellen sighed.

"I do hope that boy doesn't do anything stupid."

Jo chuckled.

"You and I both. I swear I'll kick his ass if Dean messes this up.

Ellen nodded, now smiling at the couple, both boys obvlious to the conversation between mother and daughter.

It wasn't until another hour later that both boys finally left The Roadhouse, each wearing a smile.

Dean opened Cas' door for him and soon made his way to the driver's side. They drove in silence, only Dean's music blaring through the speakers.

It was a peaceful silence. Neither boy wanted to break it. They enjoyed the other's presence.

They soon reached the 7-11. As Dean pulled into the parking lot, Cas stopped him, laying his hand on Dean's. He quickly removed it.

"Sorry. I...I would prefer if you dropped me off at home." Castiel could feel the ball of fear build in his stomach. However, it disappeared as he saw a smile come onto Dean's face.

"Whatever you say Cas."

He quickly pulled out of the parking lot and began following the directions Cas told him. It was a few minutes later until they stopped in front of Cas' apartment.

It wasn't the bestest of neighboorhoods, but Cas wouldn't conplain. However, as he stepped out of the car, Dean came out as well.

"Sorry Cas, but I am not gonna let you walk on your own here. Nope."

"Are you my bodyguard now Dean?"

"Damn straight I am."

Castiel chuckled at Dean's remark. His insides grew warm from Dean's protectiveness of him. He allowed Dean to walk him to the entrance of the building.

Once there Cas turned to face Dean.

"I had a fun tonight Dean. Thank you."

"Hey it was nothing Cas. You're a pretty cool guy, sure a little awkward, but nothing we can't work out."

Castiel blushed. He put his head down quickly to cover it.

Taking a deep breathe, Castiel spoke once more.

"I'm sorry for my behavior..earlier tonight..in the restroom..it was uncalled for and I am sorry."

Now Cas has his head down, fo another reason. Dean shook his head even though Cas couldn't see. He gently lifted Cas' chin up with his finger.

"Don't apologize. Okay? It was stupid of me to ask. Let's just forget about it."

Castiel wished to argue, knowing full well it wasn't Dean's fault. He didnt know. However, instead Cas nodded.

Dean smiled.

"I had a great time too."

Castiel now shone brightly with his smile. Dean had yet to remove his finger. Seeing the joy in Cas' eyes, instead of backing away Dean began to lean foward and soon his lips were on Cas'.

The other boy was shooked, unable to react. When it occured to Cas that Dean was kissing him, he soon closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around Dean's neck.

Dean pulled Cas closer by the waist. His tounge asked permission and soon Dean was exploring Cas' mouth.

The moment Cas let out a moan without meaning too, Dean snapped into reality. He was kissing Castiel, a boy.

Dean jumped off Cas and began to quickly back away, panic rising.

"I'm so sorry Cas. I'm so sorry. I'm not gay. I swear. This was a mistake. I need to go. This wasn't suppose to happen. I don't see you that way. Oh my god I'm sorry. I...I have to go."

The last thing Dean saw was the crumpled, saddned face of Castiel.