DISCLAIMER: I still own nothing, so still don't sue me.
A/N: So… it's been forever. I need to write more. And I can't believe this is all I have to put up. =(
He never asked for this position. Never asked for any of it. He always did as he was told. It was his job. So when he started watching Dean closer, he simply wrote it off as wanting to do a good job. He didn't know what was happening, couldn't recognize the signs. How could he? Angels weren't allowed to feel.
"Dean." Castiel said softly. Dean stepped closer, looking down into the angels eyes. He opened his mouth to speak, but Castiel turned quickly around. "I can't."
"You can't." Dean repeated. He paused briefly. When Castiel turned back around, Dean was smiling.
"This pleases you?" Castiel asked, unsure how to take it.
But Dean shook his head, "Nah, it's not that." he laughed quickly and flushed. "I mean, you didn't say you don't want to."
Castiel looked at Dean, apologetic. His eyes softened, "Dean." he began, making his tone soft but leaving no room for argument, "It doesn't change anything." Castiel thought that would end it.
Leave it to Dean Winchester to make room for argument where there was none.