The house in which Cas lived was completely different to where Dean lived with Bobby and Sam. It was cleaner for starters and obviously there weren't the stacks of cars littering the outskirts of the house either. But more than that it was homely and smelled like Christmas; Dean wanted to move in and after meeting Cas' aunt and uncle he was pretty sure if he asked he'd be allowed.

"So this is my room."

Dean wasn't sure what he'd been expecting Cas' room to look like so when he finally entered it he felt more curious than shocked. Cas looked nervously at Dean, not knowing what to do or say next, but Dean didn't notice Cas' stare. He turned to look at Cas' bookcases. He had three that entirely covered one of the rooms walls. There seemed to be a lot of Christian books and also… a collection of coffee cups.

"What are these?" grinned Dean walking towards the coffee cups and picking one of them up.

Cas blushed realising he'd forgotten to hide the cups, he'd been meaning to as he hadn't wanted to reveal his embarrassing collection to Dean.

"Coffee cups," he answered innocently.

Dean chuckled, "Why do you have a collection of coffee cups?"

Cas took a deep breath and then admitted, "There the cups you've written on."

Though Dean had expected it had something to do with him he hadn't noticed at first that all the cups had writing on. He examined the one in his hand, it read 'Merry Christmas Cas' and had no other message except Dean had drew a small heart on it.

"That's adorable." There was some part of Dean that thought the collection was weird but Dean liked weird and was pretty pleased that Cas hadn't just thrown all those cups, most of which had caused him a lot of stress to write on, away.

Cas was very relieved to hear Dean say that. Dean turned to face him. "No literally that is really cute." No one was sure who made the first move but soon enough they were both kissing each other and it seemed a lot more heated than it had ever previously been. Somehow they found themselves on Cas' bed making out. Of course they'd kissed a lot in the past week but their previous kisses had never been as passionate, as hungry, as they were right at that moment. Cas was inexperienced and didn't know what to do with himself as Dean moved his hands through Cas' hair, but he continued to kiss him anyway, past the point of caring if he was good at it or not.

"Hey Dean can we…"

"Stop?"

Cas nodded, blushing.

"Of course we can."

Dean rolled off of Cas but still lay next to him, snuggling into his side.

"Is this okay?"

Cas was still blushing, feeling quite flustered, but he answered, "Yeah, this is nice."

Dean found himself looking over to Cas' collection of coffee cups and decided then and there that if he wasn't already completely there, he was definitely falling for Cas.

"So we've been seeing each other for like a week right?"

Cas answered, "Yeah, it's been a good week."

"It's been a great week," corrected Dean.

Cas laughed. "Yes Dean, it's been a great week."

"It has," agreed Dean laughing again mostly because he was so happy, "So, um, do you want to be my boyfriend?"

He hadn't been expecting that but after a short pause he leaned over to kiss Dean on the cheek and whisper, "Yes, I would like to be your boyfriend."

"Good." They started kissing again.

Dean had been pretty happy all week but that day he was especially happy because Cas was his boyfriend and that was really all he'd wanted since that first day at the coffee shop. He'd also seen Cas' room and cup collection and met his aunt and uncle and then they'd made out for ages in his bed and his life was perfect.

He wrote on Cas' caramel cappuccino 'Merry Christmas Boyfriend' and Cas blushed when he read it and squeezed Dean's hand across the counter since it was a very busy Saturday afternoon and it would have been inappropriate to kiss in front of all those people.

Dean never really care what other people thought. As Cas was walking out of the coffee shop he yelled, "I'll call you later boyfriend."

"Bye Dean."