Cas thought it might have been the fact that he came back from the dead. It always happened more after that. Or, maybe it was, perhaps that he was human now, and could finally feel the things the way they were meant to be.
But he was not complaining.
No, he was blushing, returning the gestures, reaching out more in every sense of that term.
No, he was rather enjoying it. And he knew Dean was, too.
"Hey, Baby..."
Cas did not understand why Dean had suddenly named him after the vehicle parked outside that was Dean's pride and joy. Was it another joke? Or sarcasm?
No, because that would not explain the sweetest smiles and good morning kisses and tender hugs and actually going out on a date. That one terrified the both of them, but they did it anyway because they wanted to. If this is what two normal people do when they love each other, [and the world was not in peril, so they had all of this free time, thank-you, Jack] then that was what was going to happen.
"Hello, Dean." Cas put his book down and watched Dean sit right next to him. He had been really trying to fit in as a human, and the Winchester's pulled no punches in helping him become more acclimated. Sure, Metatron "helped" him way back when, but Cas liked the more "down-to-earth" method of experiencing something before forming an opinion.
He was not really used to that second part as an angel, that used to be frowned upon.
Cas got out of his thoughts again when he felt Dean start to massage the back of his head. He closed his eyes, leaning into it. "Dean, please, don't ever stop..."
"Kinky, huh?" Dean smirked, but kept going and kissed the former angel on the cheek.
Cas tilted his head and kissed Dean back on the lips.
"I never knew being a human could be so...amazing feeling..."
Dean loved the fact that Cas was an intimate human. Maybe because he was still new to it all, but although it made Dean the tiniest bit uncomfortable at first, as the days went on, he did not even care if he had an audience watching him steal a kiss, or do a quick shoulder rub as he walked by. Those were just little ways he found he could show that he absolutely adored Cas.
"I told you it wasn't all bad..." Dean smiled. "I mean, yeah, you and sad movies, well, movies in general, are not a good mix." He thought back to the other night when Cas cried because they finally finished that Spider-Man game they got around to playing. A video game. Sure, Dean teared up, it was emotional, if it was a movie, it would definitely be one of the best, but Cas had a meltdown.
And Dean would never show Cas anything involving animals, nope, Dean Winchester was not going to shatter Cas' heart like that, he loved him too much.
"I think I'll just stick to books for now...need a break from all of the drama..." Cas held up the book he had just started this morning, and Dean eyed it, first off, wondering why his brother even had that book in here, and then carefully removed it from Cas' hand. "Hey! What are you doing?" Cas turned around to watch Dean walk away with his book.
Dean held it over the trash can, dropped it, took his lighter, and lit it on fire.
"DEAN!?" Cas jumped up.
"We have a fire extinguisher. And I'm saving your life." He watched the blue cover of The Fault in Our Stars burn to a crisp, a job well done.
"I chose those because I found on the Internet, it's a bestseller." Cas defended.
"Yeah, best for breaking hearts and destroying souls and any chance of happiness." Dean countered. "Look, there's more to life than just crying, ok? Why don't we try...laughing? Much better feeling."
"Ok, Dean." Cas frowned. "But still, those books cost a lot of money, and-"
"My nightmares are real...you're turning into Sam..." Dean deadpanned.
"You two are such drama queens! Knock it off already!" Sam hollered from the other room.
Dean and Cas blushed, then roared in laughter as they chose a comedy to watch to continue the experiment on more pleasant emotions. As long as they were doing it together, Cas was happy.