E is for Eyes
Dean smiled as he looked into Castiel's eyes. He could never get tired of that. They were like two deep pools of clear blue sky. He loved how they lit up when Castiel smiled or darkened when he was turned on. There were times they dulled when the angel was sad, but Dean did his best to have those moments few and far between. He never wanted his angel to be worried.
"Is something wrong?" Castiel asked interrupting Dean's thoughts.
"No," Dean replied, confused, shaking his head. He gave the angel a quizzical look.
"Why are you looking at me like that," Castiel asked, confused.
"Like what?" Dean asked.
"I can't describe it," Castiel said, "you've just got this look in your eyes."
"It's called love, Cas," Sam said from across the room.
"Shut it, Sammy," Dean said shooting a glare at his brother. Sam just chuckled and returned to his research.
Castiel leaned over and pecked the hunter on the cheek. "I'm in love too," he said quietly, beaming at the hunter, his eyes lighting up. Dean smiled at that.
-Eyes-
Castiel watched as Dean's eyes traveled over his form. He watched as the hunter's eyes darkened.
The pair had gotten into an argument, over sleep, of all things. Castiel hadn't been sleeping much again, and Dean didn't like it. He knew the Angel was tired, hell, he was tired himself. They needed sleep to recharge what little energy they had. It was a sore subject for the two, ever since Castiel had become human again.
Somewhere in the argument, Castiel said something that sparked something in Dean. He wasn't sure what it had been, but the hunter's demeanor changed. Sam, who had sat back the whole argument, trying to do research, finally fled the motel room talking about heading to a cafe for the internet.
Dean stalked up to the former angel. He caged the angel against the wall. Castiel tried to hold his ground, but his body betrayed him. He couldn't help but go weak in the knees when he saw that look in Dean's eyes. Dean leaned in close to him.
"Cas," he rumbled.
"Dean," Castiel rasped, "I-I-"
Dean silenced his next words by smashing their lips together in a filthy kiss. It was all tongue and teeth. Castiel decided that he definitely liked this look that Dean gave him.