The next few weeks went on without anything happening between Dean and his dad. That was mostly because Dean avoided interacting with his dad as much as he could. Cas and him were only getting closer, and sometimes Dean could barely believe he had been lucky enough to meet such an amazing man. When they were together, Dean didn't have to think about his family problems, his store, or any else that was possibly going wrong in his life. All he had to think about was Cas and him together. Dean was a little startled by how 'chick-flicky' his life had gotten since he met Cas, but he didn't really care. He knew he really loved Cas, and he was gonna say so... eventually.
Some more time passed without Dean telling Cas he loved him. He really wanted to but he was afraid Cas wouldn't feel the same way. It was about to be their three month anniversary and Dean decided that would be the best time to tell Cas his feelings.
Dean was getting ready for their anniversary dinner and he was so nervous he thought he would just pass out, but then he heard a knock at the door. He started to get even more nervous as he walked over the the door, but when he opened it and looked into those blue eyes, his whole body relaxed and he felt like he could breathe again.
"Hello, Dean," Cas said with that smile of his.
"I can't possibly tell you how good it is to see you right now, Cas," Dean said as Cas walked inside and Dean kissed him deeply.
"You too, handsome," Cas said, wrapped in Dean's arms. They left the apartment and got into the Impala.
"So, where are we going?" Cas finally asked.
"Somewhere nice. You've stayed here with me for three whole months and I think that that is something to celebrate," Dean said as he took Cas' hand and gave him a smile.
"I think so too, Dean."
Once they got to the restaurant, Dean went all out. He opened doors for Cas and escorted him inside with Cas on his arm. Dean felt like he had to make this night magical no matter what it took. When they walked up to the front counter there was a young man waiting to seat whoever came in next. "Hi, table for two please," Dean said, giving Cas a smile with them still standing arm in arm.
"Of course," the young man said with a judgmental look and a mocking smirk.
"Hey, you got a problem?" Dean said, with anger building up inside him.
"Of course not, sir. We serve everyone here... Unfortunately," the waiter said the last part of his sentence under his breath, but Dean still heard it. He was pissed now and Cas could see it.
"Dean. It's okay," Cas said quietly, knowing how much of a problem Dean had with those homophobic assholes. Dean looked at him and calmed down a little. He didn't want to fuck the whole night up because of one stupid kid.
"Okay, okay. I'm sorry," Dean said. Cas and Dean's faces were close now, and people were starting to stare. They continued to walk to their table and sat down. After the waiter gave their menus and walked away, Dean felt like a total dick,
"Sorry, Cas."
"Dean, don't apologize. He was a dick and he deserved worse than that, but it just wasn't the right time."
"Wow. I wanted this night to be perfect and just look how it started out."
"It has been perfect, Dean." Dean held Cas' hand on top of the table, without caring about the dickhead waiter.
"God... I love you so much, Dean Winchester," Cas said, staring at Dean with that damn smile that Dean still couldn't handle. Dean was caught a little off guard by Cas' statement and didn't completely realize what he had said right away.
"Wha- Um- Huh?" Dean said, immediately regretting the dumb ass response.
"I said I love you," Cas repeated. Dean still couldn't really believe his ears.
"I love you too, Cas. So fucking much," Dean said, finally thinking straight. They leaned over the table and kissed each other softly before sitting back and starting to look through the menus.
After dinner(and Dean flipping the waiter off on their way out of the restaurant), Dean and Cas got into the Impala.
"What now?" Cas asked.
"What do you wanna do?" Dean smirked.
"Hmm... You decide."
"Okay, if you say so," Dean said, starting the car as Cas sat closer and intertwined their fingers. They were driving for about twenty minutes before Dean pulled into a parking lot of an outdoor ice skating rink.
"Dean, the rink is closed," Cas said.
"I know. There's still ice," Dean said. Cas laughed and they got out of the car. After "borrowing" some ice skates from the tiny building beside the rink, they climbed over the gate.
"Okay... I'll be honest. I have no clue how to do this," Cas said.
"Come here," Dean said with his hands out toward his boyfriend. Cas carefully took small steps toward Dean, and took his hands.
"Just hang on and try this," Dean said. He started skating slowly backwards, leading Cas. Cas started laughing and Dean smiled at him, asking himself how he became lucky enough to meet this man.
"Showoff," Cas said when Dean started to skate backward faster after letting go of Cas' hands.
"Am not!" Dean argued. They both laughed and Dean came back to wrap Cas in his arms and kiss him deeply and passionately. Cas wrapped his arms around Dean's neck and when they finally broke apart, Dean held him closer and hid his face in Cas' neck.
"I love you," he mumbled and kissed Cas below his ear.