Hey guys! Who's ready for Election Day? I know I'm not. I'm terrified my candidate won't win. But, I don't get into the grimy details of who I'm voting for. Anyway, I thought this little story would be cute for the theme of the day! Who are YOU voting for?

November 6th
Prompt- Elections

One Day

Their eyes locked from across the room, not quite caring for the chants of their respective names coming from all over. The moderator stood at her platform, shaking her hands to quiet the raging crowd. "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome your republican nominee, Castiel Novak, and your democratic nominee, Dean Winchester."

Their eyes remained locked as they were ushered forward onto the platform, waving to the grinning crowd with matching enthusiasm.

The debate was a slow process. Without the reassurance of Dean's hand on his, Castiel found himself just going through the motions. He knew he wasn't doing as impressive a job at winning the applause as he should. But, seeing the glow of Dean's smile as he received a standing ovation almost made it worth it.

Finally, the moderator called the debate to an end, and both candidates were forced to kiss and make-up. 'One day, maybe,' Castiel thought with a dreamy smirk. Dean moved toward him with a grin, "Nice job, Cas! Great job! If anyone beats me, I'm glad it'll be you." The Winchester said, shaking his hand firmly, pulling it into both hands in order to maintain the contact.

Castiel returned the smile with matching vigor, "I hope it's you, Dean." He whispered with a promise, "I hope it's you." After all, who could bring about a gay marriage between two Presidential candidates better than a liberal democrat?

Finally, the pair were made to let go or risk appearing gay in front of the public, which while completely fine with both parties, was not okay with a large American demographic. Their wives fell into line on stage, feigning delight despite their obviously unhappy marriage. Meg kissed Castiel softly, smiling from cheek to cheek as she turned to the press. When the cameras turned to Dean, she scolded him in a whisper, "Cas! You're not being assertive enough! Your party expects you to act with aggression! Just because you're too busy swooning over the Winchester's smile doesn't mean you aren't still running a Presidential campaign!"

Castiel scowled, but quickly replaced it with a contented laugh as he hugged Meg. "Why does it even matter to you?"

"If I'm going to run for President one day, I need good support! And an ex-President is the best kind of support you can get for endorsement!" Meg hissed into his ear, grinning as the audience joined them on stage.

Dean, himself, was trying to hold on until the cameras switched off. Sam pulled him into a hug, and he nearly snapped, "for fuck's sake, dude! I can't take this smiling crap any longer!"

"Just a few more weeks, Dean. Think you can hold out until then?"

Jo hustled toward them, being the last of the group to join the Winchester hug. "Dean, you got this." She whispered roughly, still pushing her husband through to the finish line despite his alternative interests.

Dean grimaced, before facing the cameras with an award-winning smile that even forced a dusting of red onto Castiel's cheeks, even from across the stage. He winked subtly as he signed papers from the audience.

An hour later, Dean was finally back in his hotel room, lounging on the bed as Jo flicked through channels. The phone rang, and she pushed herself reluctantly toward the noise. "Hello?" She whispered perkily, changing moods faster than Dean imagined possible. "Oh, hey. Yeah, he's here." The subject looked up, wondering who was on the other line, "yeah. Here. Just a minute."

Dean raised an eyebrow, "who is it?" He stage-whispered.

"It's Cas." Jo responded with disinterest as she dropped the cordless phone into his hand.

Dean grinned, scooping the phone up to his ear as quickly as possible, "hey Cas!"

"Hey," Castiel replied, an obvious smile to his voice. "They're saying you won the debate."

"Not from what I hear on Fox News."

Castiel barked out a laugh, "Fox News? Really? I thought only the elderly republicans still respected that as a Television program! Who would've guessed that was where Dean Winchester got all his facts!"

Dean grinned, "nah. I know I won, it's because I'm so devilishly charming."

"Obviously," Castiel responded with a snort. "And humble."

Dean smiled, but the smile turned into a grimace as Jo excused herself to the bathroom, "listen Cas, I really miss you. Think we could sneak out again soon?"

"I know, Dean, but it's getting so close to the deadline." Castiel whispered back, frowning as his own wife began flirting with the hotel room service.

"Of course I know that, Cas." Dean sighed wearily, "just... what room are you in?"

"201, why?"

"Think your security would frisk me if I came up?" Dean wondered with a flirty twinge to his husky voice.

Castiel chuckled, "I might have to do it myself."

"All the more reason for me to come visit." Dean leered.

Twenty minutes later, the pair were alone in room 201, the security standing outside the door doubled with two potential candidates in one room. Both Meg and Jo were upstairs in 335 pretending they didn't hate each others guts. The sun had just set, and the stars were sparkling through the windows, reflecting in Dean's bright, green eyes.

He smirked at Cas, joining him at the foot of the bed. The secret couple stared at each other for a long moment, both party refusing to look away first. Finally, Dean gave in, "ah, Cas. I'm so ready for this to be over."

"I feel the same way, Dean." Castiel agreed with a scowl, "I really do hope you win."

"You could always change your platform, you know. Either of us could support gay marriage." Dean asserted as he pressed Castiel's fingers against his.

"Not as a republican. I would lose either way." Castiel said matter-of-factly, causing Dean to laugh knowingly.

"No matter who wins though..." Dean spoke slowly, resting his forehead against Castiel's, as he pulled the smaller man closer. "We'll bridge this gap somehow, OK?"

Castiel nodded, before dropping his lips to Dean's and sealing the deal with a kiss.