And another one guys.
Dean just stared at Castiel for a while. He didn't know what he was supposed to answer. "Meant what?" Dean asked. He wasn't sure which part he was talking about.
"That you had... developed... certain... feelings... for me" Castiel said, still looking at his plate, with intense concentration. He really wished that Dean would just answer so he knew... Knew what to do and what their situation was. Knew if they had something... together... Or...
Dean could feel his cheeks heat up. Of course, he had forgotten, he had told Castiel about those feelings. Actually he probably hadn't forgotten, but he had repressed the memory of it, out of embarrassment. He didn't know what came over him yesterday. He never talked about his feelings and if he did, certainly never those kind of feelings. Now that he had already revealed his feelings he didn't think he could hide them anymore. He didn't really want to either, because he so desperately needed to be able to hold his Angel in his arms. But it was so hard to accept and to just let himself feel, what he felt.
Dean places his hand under Castiel's chin and lifted his head to make him look at him. Their eyes met. At the moment their eyes connected Castiel knew he had been stupid to ask. That he should have already known. He looked into warn green eyes filled with love. "I did" was the only words Dean spoke, before leaning over and kissing his Angel. It was such a warm, sweet and chaste kiss, Castiel felt all of the emotions Dean felt towards him. He could feel all the love, the thankfulness, the devotion and a tiny bit of confusion and guilt about all the foregoing feelings that Dean felt and the foregoing events. In that moment he just knew that he would never be able to part from Dean again. Not for good, he needed him as much as Dean had expressed that he needed him.
Dean couldn't get himself to speak the words he was feeling at the moment, not because they weren't true, but because he still wasn't completely comfortable with his new self or, more accurately, his true self. He still wasn't sure that he could walk around feeling these feelings and still be him, still be loved the same by others and be treated the same. He still felt like he didn't deserve this. Like he didn't deserve to be with someone like Castiel, so true to himself and so beautiful. He felt like this was too good to be true.
Nevertheless, he did the only thing he could think of in that moment, to try to show Castiel how he felt. He knew that his Angel deserved better. He deserved someone who could tell him how much he loved him. Someone who wasn't afraid of being with him, of showing emotions and wouldn't ever treat him like trash. The way Dean had. He deserved someone who wasn't afraid to show the world that he loved him and someone who would show him of as the catch he was. Dean leaned over and pressed his lips against his Angel's. He tried to convey what he couldn't express in words and make Castiel understand how serious he had been the night before.
When Dean pulled away, they were both out of breath. Not because it had been a heated kiss, but because it had been so emotional and full of unspoken feelings.
Dean had felt how Castiel had tried to tell him, through the kiss, that he loved him too. That he think that Dean deserved all the love in the world and that he intended to give it to him, if he would let him. He would be right by his side, no matter what, through all the emotional break downs he knew Dean would have before he could truly accept who he was.
They were smiling at each other. Looking at each other with more love than neither had, ever in their life before, felt for another person.
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