So, they're first date! I know in a previous chapter, Dean already asked Castiel to dinner, they just never got the chance to.
Castiel /
Castiel felt giddy. Like he was high or something, but it was different from using drugs - his parents had forced him once the previous year. It was even lighter, a better feeling. Castiel smiled as he thought about what caused it.
Dean making him feel safe.
At lunch that day, he was close to a full-blown panic attack, but then there was his boyfriend, able to pull him back by just holding his hand.
And now the feeling of being safe was back, as he tightened his grip on Dean's fingers. They were heading back to the Impala to go home. Sam was leaning against the hood when they got there. When he noticed his brother and friend, he smiled at their entwined hands.
They broke apart to get into the car. The ride was filled with Sam telling the older two boys about his day. He met this girl; Jessica was her name. Dean teased his little brother about having a crush.
"Cas, hold up," Dean said. Castiel froze with his hand on the door handle.
Dean scratched the back of his head, "So uhh… I was wondering, if you wanted to-"
"Is Dean Winchester asking me on a date?" Castiel couldn't help but mock, placing a hand on his chest and gasping loudly.
Dean laughed, "Trying to, yeah…"
"I don't care where we go, but yes." Castiel smiled wholeheartedly at his boyfriend.
"Even if I took you to the worst place ever, possible make you eat food that will give you food poisoning?"
"You are the one taking care of me, so it'd be your mess to clean up," Castiel teased.
Dean laughed and nodded. He started the car back up, "Okay then."
Dean /
"Where do you want to go?" Dean looked over at Castiel, he was fiddling with a piece of string still attached to the hem of his shirt.
"You don't have anything planned?" he asked without looking up.
He's nervous all of a sudden. HIs finger still spinning the piece of string around his finger. Dean smiled, "Nope. I'm still surprised you agreed to this."
The corner of Castiel's mouth turned up, he looked out his window. So far Dean has only drove back to town. He really didn't know where to go, he had an idea, but he left the option opened to Castiel.
"So, I know this is probably childish," Dean started, he kept his eyes on the road. "But how do you feel about Laser Tag?"
"I've never played," Castiel whispered.
Dean bite his lip angrily, he pulled onto the side of the road. He completely shut the car off and turned his upper body towards Castiel. The rush of anger was already gone, he was mad at Castiel, he was just angry. The other boy looked up surprised, completely forgetting the piece of string.
"What's wrong?" Dean asked before Castiel could open his mouth to ask why they stopped.
"What do you mean-"
"I mean, you suddenly shut down. What's going on? You can tell me, y'know," Dean leaned forward and smirked. Castiel's next breath shuddered its way out, making Dean's smirk grow into a full smile.
"I'm just nervous, I've..uhh…" he paused and looked away. Dean nudged him with his hand- an encouragement to keep going - he took a deep breath and continued, "I've never been on an actual date before. So I don't know what to do, really."
"Really?"
"Really," he confirmed.
"Well," Dean took a minute to think about what he was going to say after that. "Don't think of it as a date, think of it as two friends-" he held up a finger to stop Castiel before he got the words past his open mouth, "-that we ultimately end up making out before the night's over."
He got Castiel to laugh at that. "So, not date?"
"Not date, hmmm…" Castiel leaned forward and captured Dean's lips with his own. It was quick, and Dean and to stop the whine rising in his throat when Castiel pulled away. "Going on a not date, with my boyfriend. Okay."
The word boyfriend shot a thrill down Dean's spine, like he was doing something bad or excited, something that would get in trouble. He loved it.
"Okay, Laser Tag? I know it's cliche, but…"
"Never played, but okay."
Dean smiled, "There seemed to be a lot you haven't done yet, Castiel Novak." His name fell from Dean's lips easily. "We'll have to change that."
~[[SPN]]~
They got food first. Well, Dean ate a burger and Castiel took a few of his fries. He ate something at least, Dean was okay with that. Once they got to the building to play, Castiel was laughing at all of Dean's jokes and acting like his happy-self.
"You know how to shoot?" The instructor asked them as they got their protective padding on. It was a thin vest that lit up. Dean's was blue, Castiel's green. Once you were hit, it flashed red until you hit the reset button.
"Just pull the trigger?" The guns were connected to their vest.
"Yup, you're good." He opened the door to the dark maze. They were playing alone, Dean's idea.
"Follow, the two tunnels, it will lead you to opposite sides of the room. Have fun," he said with fake cheer.
Dean nodded and him and Castiel parted ways. Dean was ready to beat Castiel, he's only played one time with Sam a few years ago, and they had a blast.
"You ready!?" Castiel yelled, Dean confirmed and they started.
Dean ran along the dark wall, keeping one hand out to help guide his way. He could hear Castiel running a few walls over. Dean grinned as he followed the noise, decreasing the distance between them.
Castiel must have accidently shot his gun, because a beam of light shot into the air and Dean heard Castiel gasp.
And then, as if he'd disappeared, all noises Castiel made were gone. Dean looked around, even though he could barely see in the low light. He thought about calling out the other boy's name, but he hesitated.
Dean felt hands around his hips and he was being pressed against the wall. Castiel was suddenly grinning in his face. Dean felt his lips on his neck, trailing down his throat, sucking on his adam's apple.
"Cas, what the hell?" Dean groaned around Castiel's lips that suddenly covered his own.
Dean grabbed at Castiel's waist and tugged him closer, his gun forgotten. Just before he could get his tongue in between Castiel's lips, the other boy stepped back. He held up his gun and shot once at Dean's chest. His vest lit up and Castiel laughed.
"I thought you've done this before?" Castiel asked innocently.
"Oh, you son of a-" Castiel took off.
Dean reset his vest, the red flashing returning to a low blue. He ran down the way the sneaky bastard had before. They were both smiling as they ran. Soon Castiel grew tired, but he could still hear Dean on his tail.
Castiel ducked around the corner, but Dean had seen him. Dean won that round.
After a few more rounds, and Dean laying on the ground panting hard. The last round Castiel ran from hiding spot to hiding spot and caught Dean with his back turned. The score was up in Castiel's favor. Dean contemplating trying another match and tying up the score.
But Dean's phone rang in his pocket and it was his little brother.
"Yes?" Dean panted.
"Dude, what have you two been doing?"
"Laser Tag, Cas is better than I thought he'd be," Dean laughed.
"Anyway, do you know what time it is? No, its dinner time, and I'm hunger. And because I can't cook, get over here and make something!"
"Pushy, I'll bring something home." He hung up.
Castiel walked up to Dean lying on the floor, he looked down at him and smiled. Dean really wanted to kick his butt, but he didn't think he could take anymore running. Dean was a lot more out of shape than he thought he was.
"Let's go home," Dean said, Castiel helped him up.
Dean leaned over and kissed Castiel on the mouth. He rubbed his hand across the other boy's back. Dean smiled as they walked out and returned their vests.
Castiel's back felt different. Dean realized he could no longer feel his ribs the way he could before. He wasn't as skinny and frail either. Without Dean realizing it before, Castiel had gain some of his weight back.
Dean smiled earnestly. He's helping put Castiel back together. One small piece at a time. But it was working.
I have a confession: I've never played Laser Tag, so I have no idea who it actually works. I'm sorry if I was off.