Everyone get on your prom dresses/tuxes! WE'RE GOING TO PROM!

"Would you put your hands down and just let me tie it for you?" Cas asked, flustered with Dean and his need to learn how to tie a tie.

"How do you even know how to do this?" Dean asked in a huff as he slipped his hands in his pockets.

"I watched a Youtube video when your mom picked out these suits a couple of weeks ago."

"Nerd." Cas fixed Dean with a blank stare. "I'm just saying…"

"Do you want to tie this on your own?"

"Fine, fine. I'm sorry, Cas. Please finish tying my tie."

Cas rolled his eyes and finished tying Dean's tie. He straightened it and shoved him in front of the mirror. "There," he said before walking into the bathroom to finish his hair.

Dean smirked, walking up behind him and pressing a kiss to the back of Cas' neck. "Thank you, Cas," he said softly, kissing him once more before walking out.

Cas tried to hide his smile, but Dean always knew how to put one on his face no matter how annoying he was. Dean slipped on his vest and jacket and looked in the mirror. "You know, I don't want to sound like a douchebag – "

"But you're gonna power through it," Cas mumbled.

"But I'd fuck me."

Cas chuckled as he walked out of the bathroom, leaning against the door frame. "I can see why," he said, looking his boyfriend up and down. Dean looked good in his tux.

He looked at Cas and smiled. "I'd fuck you, too," he told him, pulling Cas against him.

Mary had thought it best that they wear the same style with matching colors. So, they both had black suits with black shirts, but their ties and vests and pocket squares were red. She wanted them to match Jessica and Sam, who were also wearing red. Sam's suit was black, also, but his shirt was white. Jess' dress was what the sales lady described as a "princess style halter dress". It was red with a long, pretty, layered skirt that had Dean, Cas, and Sam all approving with thumbs up and clapping.

Cas kissed Dean for a moment, pulling away from him completely and grabbing his vest. He slipped it on and turned to Dean. "Keep that in mind for later," he told him. "We didn't rent that hotel room for nothing."

Dean turned back to the mirror, checking himself out one more time as he asked. "Is it cliché that we got a hotel room?"

"I think it would be cliché if one of us was a virgin."

Dean chuckled, combing his fingers through the front of his hair. "Do you want me to pretend?" he asked before mockingly adding, "I don't know if I'm ready, Cas. This is a pretty big step. You say you love me now but will you respect me in the morning?" he asked, making sure to sound extra corny.

Cas shook his head as he slipped on his jacket. "I see you're still powering through being a douchebag."

Dean chuckled. "That shit was funny, Cas."

Before Cas could argue, Mary called from downstairs. "Come on, guys! Jess is here!"

Cas held out his arms. "How do I look?"

Dean nodded his head, popping his eyebrows at Cas. "Good enough to say fuck the prom and take you straight to the hotel room."

Cas chuckled. "Thank you," Cas said, shaking his head.

Dean grabbed Cas' hand and pulled him out of his room. He was ready to get tonight over with so he could get Cas out of his suit. When they got downstairs, Jess and her parents were there. They were already taking pictures of Jess and Sam in their prom attire. Mary was right beside them as John stood by with a camcorder recording everything.

John pointed the camera at Cas and Dean. "Say hi to the camera, guys!"

Cas smiled and waved as Dean rolled his eyes. "Because pictures aren't enough."

"Save the attitude for your mother. I'm just doing as she asked."

"Don't even think about, Dean," Mary said, snapping a couple more pictures of Sam and Jess. "Go stand by the fireplace," she told them.

For the next thirty minutes, Sam, Jess, Dean, and Cas were forced to pose for pictures. When the limo got there for Jess and Sam, the four of them all but ran from the house. The fun wasn't over though because when they arrived at the prom, they had to go through the process of taking official pictures together and then with their class. It was another forty minutes before they actually got into the prom itself.

By that time, Cas and Dean had found Benny, Jo, Anna, and Charlie. Jo, Anna, and Charlie begged Cas to come dance with them. He smirked at Dean and shrugged. "The ladies love me," he said as he pulled off his jacket.

Dean nodded. "I can sympathize," he told Cas, taking his jacket and kissing his neck before watching Jo, Anna, and Charlie drag him out onto the dance floor.

Benny and Dean stripped off their coats and rolled their sleeves up as they found a table to claim. "So, I'm going to go ahead and ask you this," Benny stated. "If I don't do it now, then we'll probably be too drunk or high and I won't remember your answer tomorrow."

"Benny, I've already told you: it's just Cas."

Benny rolled his eyes, ignoring his best friend. "I'm going to ask Jo to marry me. She wants to keep the baby."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. You guys were talking about not keeping the baby just last week," Dean reminded him.

Benny nodded. "I know, but she doesn't really want to do that. She was going to do it because she thought that's what I wanted."

"So… what's the question?"

"I'm asking for your help. I want to do it before graduation, but I have no idea how."

"Why not do it tonight? You're both all dressed up. Take her out back and ask her."

"Well, for one thing I don't have a ring."

"That didn't stop you from putting a baby in her."

Benny narrowed his eyes at him as Dean looked at him pointedly. Dean had a point. "That wouldn't be too… cliché?"

"I think prom night is made for clichés," Dean said, looking up to find Cas sandwiched between Jo and Charlie.

"So, what about you and Cas? What's your cliché?"

"The hotel room."

"Finally gonna give it up to Cas, huh?" Dean said nothing, only stared at him. He blinked a couple of times and watched as realization dawned on Benny's face. "I won't lie and say I haven't wondered who topped."

"We both do," Dean clarified. "There isn't a – ya know what? I'm not going to get into the specifics of my sex life with you," he said, blushing softly as he got to his feet.

Benny laughed at him. "I think you've told me everything I need to know, brother," he said, getting to his feet as well.

Dean motioned to the dance floor, about to tell Benny that he was going to join his boyfriend, but a visitor stopped him from leaving his table. "Hello, boys," Luci greeted them.

Dean groaned. Benny decided to help his friend out, trying to handle the situation for Dean. "What do you want?"

"I just wanted to see where the after party was happening tonight," she said, smiling at Dean. "Thought you might want to take me up on my offer."

Dean rolled his eyes. "I will never want to take you up on your offer," Dean told her, saying it slowly in hopes that the words might stick. He had tried for a while to be nice about it, but she just wasn't taking the hint. She still wasn't taking the hint even after he started being rude to her.

"Oh, Dean-o," she said, shaking her head slowly. "I don't know why you fight it," she said, dragging her finger down his arm as she walked away.

Dean looked away, trying to hide the disgust he felt. He looked at Benny to find him shaking his head. "What kind of magic dick do you have that turned her into that?"

Dean rolled his eyes. He looked back at the dance floor, remembering his plans to join Cas, but Cas was no longer on the floor. "Hey," he said, popping up beside him.

"Shit, Cas!" Dean said as he jumped. "I was just about to come looking for you."

Cas smiled at him, kissing his cheek. "Saved you the trouble. What did Luci want? I thought she hated you."

Benny chuckled. "Loved to hate him," he clarified.

Dean shook his head. "I don't want to talk about Luci Nichols. She's the devil," he said, waving his hand to finish the conversation. He took Cas' hands. "There is a slow song playing and we aren't dancing to it. This is unacceptable."

Cas smiled as Dean dragged him out onto the dance floor. Jo, Charlie, and Anna took a seat at the table with Benny. "You know she's trying to tell everyone that she and Dean had sex the other day," Anna told everyone.

"What?" Benny asked, frowning hard. "When would he have time? I don't think he's ever without Cas."

"Oddly enough, she's telling everyone she ran into him and you at the gas station and the three of you went back to Dorothy's and one thing led to the other and the backseat to the Impala got a few more miles on it."

Benny shook his head. "Damn," he groaned. "We ran into her that day, but she was not at Dorothy's," Benny clarified for them.

"I doubt that rumor is going to even pick up speed," Jo said. "Everyone knows Cas and Dean are together."

"She's saying some pretty… awful things," Anna said, cringing just thinking about them.

Jo and Charlie leaned forward. "Like what?" Charlie asked.

"Well, she's saying that Dean's been trying to hook up with some of his old flings but none of them want to be with him because he's gay. He apparently came to her begging to have sex with him. He misses girls and is trying to find a way to dump Cas."

Benny nodded towards the dance floor. "That really looks like he wants to dump Cas," he said as the four of them looked over to find Cas and Dean with their arms wrapped around one another and their foreheads pressed together.

Charlie sighed. "You know, sometimes it's cute how sweet they are, and sometimes I just want to hit them."

Jo, Benny, and Anna nodded in agreement. Jo sighed. "Still, it's not going to go anywhere."

Anna shrugged. "Regardless, that's what she's trying to say happened."

"Why?" Jo asked. "I mean, I get that she's still pissed at him for not liking her back, but the shithole her life has become is her own fault."

Anna shrugged again. "She's crazy," she stated simply, as if that explained everything.

"Let's keep this between us," Benny said. "It'll just piss Dean off and it'll ruin their night."

The four of them nodded in agreement. The rest of the night continued on without incident. They all stayed until the last song and as soon as the prom was over, they all went straight to Dorothy's where they met up with Sam and Jess and their friends.

"Why aren't you drinking?" Cas asked Dean as walked over to him.

Dean was standing with Sam and Kevin talking about the music choices the DJ made at the prom. He slipped his arm around Cas' waist and smiled at him. "Well, one of us has to get us back to the hotel safely and I still haven't taught you how to drive yet."

Cas smile slyly. "Maybe we should head over there," he said before kissing Dean's neck. Sam groaned, making Cas pull away from Dean far enough to glare at the overgrown boy. "What do you think we do in your brother's room, Sam? Play checkers?"

Dean smiled at Cas. "I love it when you king me."

"Oh, God… I'm going to be sick," Sam said, quickly walking away from them as fast as his Green Giant legs could carry him.

Kevin laughed. "He hates that."

"And that's why I do it," Dean said, winking at Kevin. "Tell him to suck it up. We're out of here."

It took them a while to leave. Everyone wanted to tell them goodbye and take some more pictures. When Dean got in the car, he had to find the Impala's keys by touch alone. "All I see are spots."

"This is so weird," Cas said, reaching out for the spots but grasping nothing but air.

"What exactly did you smoke?" Dean asked, chuckling as he backed up and headed down the road towards the main highway.

"Whatever Charlie had."

"You might want to start questioning what that girl hands you," he said, grabbing Cas' hand and pulling him over to the middle of the seat.

Cas laid his head on Dean's shoulder, sighing happily. "I had a lot of fun tonight."

"Me, too," Dean said, moving his arm to wrap around Cas. He pressed a kiss to the top of the black head that was using him as a pillow.

"You know I wasn't even going to go to prom?"

"What?"

"Yeah," he said sleepily. "Who was I going to go with?"

"Even when you were a complete shut in, you could've asked any girl and she would've said yes."

"There aren't any girls I like." Cas moved his face closer to Dean's neck. "Who were you going to ask?"

"I probably would've taken Anna and Charlie."

"Why does Luci Nichols hate you?"

Dean rolled his eyes. "Ugh, do we have to talk about her?"

"Answer the question and I'll never bring her up again."

He sighed. "She liked me and I didn't like her."

Cas frowned. "That's it?"

"I was also her first."

"First?"

"The first guy she had sex with."

"If you didn't like her why did you sleep with her?" Cas asked, pulling away to look at Dean.

"We were drunk."

"You do a lot of stupid things when you're drunk."

"That's an understatement," Dean scoffed.

Cas laid his head back on Dean's shoulder. "I don't like how she looks at you."

Dean smirked, pressing a kiss to the top of Cas' head again. "Cas, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were jealous."

"Jealous of what? I'm the one you love. Not her. What is there for me to be jealous of?"

"I don't know, Cas. What is there to be jealous of?" Dean said, trying to hide the humor in his voice. Jealous Cas was cute.

Cas sighed, frustrated. He pulled away from Dean to look at his profile as Dean stayed focused on the road. "She was your first."

"And?"

"I want to be your first."

"You were."

Cas frowned. "But – "

"You're the first person – the only person – that I've loved. She might have been some drunken romp in the back room at Dorothy's, but our first kiss meant more to me than what she and I did. I know that's… careless – or whatever – to say, but it's the truth, Cas. As far as I'm concerned you've been the only one."

Cas sighed, realizing he had nothing to be jealous of. He had always held a little hatred for the girls that came before him, but now he saw that it was pointless to hate them. He had a piece of Dean that no other person could have and that made him the luckiest man in the world.

Cas leaned forward and pressed a kiss to just under Dean's ear. "I love you," he whispered, pressing his forehead against the side of Dean's head.

Dean pulled Cas' arm, making the boy move closer. "I love you, too, Cas."

^O^

The next morning, after checking out of their hotel room, Cas and Dean met their friends for a late breakfast. When they sat down at the table, Benny could tell something was up. "What happened?"

Cas shook his head. "Nothing," he said quickly – too quickly.

"Oh no, no," Benny said, shaking his head. "What happened?"

Cas and Dean exchanged looks. Cas motioned to Dean. "You can tell him. You're the one that got us in trouble."

Dean scoffed. "Right, because I'm the screamer…" he said pointedly.

Cas, Anna, and Charlie gasped – albeit for different reasons. "You have to tell us now!" Charlie demanded.

Dean sighed. "All I'm saying is we realized we didn't have to be quiet last night…"

"And it was the headboard that got management called on us!" Cas stated, still a little offended by the screamer comment.

"Still your fault. If you weren't hanging on to it – "

"And who left the curtains open on purpose? Was that me, too?" Cas crossed his arms over his chest, narrowing his eyes at him. Dean was about to argue, but he realized he had no ground to stand on. He'd always wanted to have sex in a hotel room with the curtains open. "That's what I thought."

Dean's cheeks colored slightly as he looked at the four people sitting with them, mouths hanging open in shock. Before they could say anything, he quickly told them, "Shut up!" before grabbing the menu and hiding his face.

Heh.

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