Dean awakens with a grunt. It takes him a few moments to realise he isn't in his own bed. But soon he remembers where he is and why. The thought alone jolts him awake. His head spins around to see the empty space where Castiel should be. Flicking back the covers, he huffs, as he hunts the room for his clothes. Picking up his trousers from the floor next to Castiel's side of the bed, he quickly shoves his legs in. glancing across, he spots his crumpled up t-shirt behind the door.
The hunter storms down the hallway, as he buttons up his trousers. Eventually arriving at the kitchen, he spots Castiel stood by the coffee machine.
"Cas!" he hisses, desperately hoping Sam doesn't hear him.
"Good morning, handsome," Cas smirks, innocently taking a sip of coffee.
"Stop it!" Dean whispers. "We seriously need to talk about last night."
"Just relax, Dean," Cas laughs a little. "It was a one-off."
"Was it?" comes the stressed reply.
"Yeah, course!"
The angel didn't sound very convinced. And Dean is quickly getting irritated with Castiel's flippant response. He marches across the room, and snatches the coffee cup out of his hand.
"Put that down!" Dean slams the cup on the kitchen counter. "You don't even like coffee."
"Well, you're the one who knows exactly what i do like," Cas smirks, as he steps a little closer to the hunter.
"I'm serious, Cas!" Dean's voice rises now, his worries of his brother overhearing them being forgotten fast. "This wasn't a one off. What about the first time? At least we were drunk the first time, that made more sense. But last night? We were stone cold sober. Not a single drop of alcohol -"
"Dean!" Cas interrupts him. "You're panicking. Just breathe, okay, everything's fine."
"No it's not! How did this happen again, Cas?!"
"Hang on, you mean we've slept together a whole two times?" Cas ponders out loud. "Does this make us a couple now?"
"Oh this was such a bad idea…"
Dean hangs his head. He is so embarrassed right now - and so thankful his brother isn't here for this conversation.
"I don't remember you protesting much last night…" the angel grins in response.
"CAS!" Dean protests. "I can't believe we did this again. This was the last time!"
"If you say so!" Castiel beams at the hunter, as he struts past him, heading out of the room.
"I mean it, Cas!"
"Of course you do," came the unconvinced response. "Until next time!"
"Cas!" Dean shouts across at him. "We're not done with this conversation. Where are you going?!"
"Shower - why, you wanna join me?"
Castiel shoots the hunter another smirk, as he dashes out of the room, away from Dean's unamused scowls.
"Dammit Cas!"
Dean lets out a huge sigh. Cas can be as cheeky and flirtatious as he wants, but the hunter just wants some decent answers from him. The angel had a point bringing up the status of their relationship, even if he was only joking around at the time. The worst bit for Dean, is through all the teasing and messing around this morning, everything Castiel said was right. Dean didn't want their arrangement to stop. And he was absolutely looking forward to the next time.