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Dean finally, reluctantly brought his eyes up to meet Cas'. So many thoughts were running through his head. Him and Cas had always had a special bond. He wore the handprint on his shoulder with pride, with love. It represented the first time, of many, that Cas had saved him.
Dean had never tried to define what was between him and Cas. Their relationship had just adapted naturally over the years. They had gone from strangers, to brothers in arms so quickly. Their connection was unbreakable, that has been proved time and time again. Right now though, it was almost tangible.
Castiel came to Dean's rescue as usual though. "Of course I'll watch a movie with you. The other angels on the council actually decided to take a few days off as well. Everyone has been working very hard, and we've made a lot more progress rebuilding than we expected we would have by now. I don't have much else to do until the council meets again."
"Um, alright thats great Cas, glad things are finally looking up. You can pick a movie, I should just, uh, go put some actual clothes on." Dean said, with an embarrassing squeak in his voice.
"Are you cold?"
"Not really, but I'm only wearing boxers."
"Thats okay, you realize I'm an angel and I have seen countless humans in underwear." Cas replied quickly. He didn't know why exactly, but he didn't want his Dean to put more clothes on.
"Yea, I guess you're right, there's really no need for pants when you're lounging at home."
He liked seeing dean like this. Comfortable, exposed, breathtakingly beautiful. All of gods creatures are beautiful, but he must have taken special care when making Dean. His constant five o'clock shadow stopped at just the right point on his cheek, accentuating his cheekbones just right, the perfect compliment to his strong jaw. He was perfect, and he shouldn't cover up his beautiful body. His boxers were tight around his hips, they were leaving nothing to the imagination. Cas could clearly see the outline of Dean's manhood. He understood why Dean would want to cover up, but damn it he didn't want him to.
"Helloo, earth to Cas, are you gonna stand there checking me out all day or are we gonna go pick out a movie?" Cas hadn't even registered Dean talking the first time, he was so distracted.
"Of course, lead the way." Cas replied quickly, being broken out of his trance. If he was fully human his face would have been completely flushed with embarrassment. Luckily the angel side of him could control his vessel enough to keep the blush at bay.
As the two walked into the living room they fell back into the routine of being close friends and let go of some of the tension that was plaguing them. Above everything else now, they were friends.
Cas walked over to the entertainment center and started looking through the movies. "What genre of movie would you like to watch Dean?" asked cas.
"Doesn't matter to me man." Dean replied from the couch. He was already getting comfortable, pulling the afghan off of the back of the couch and draping it over himself. His legs were up on the couch, leaving just enough room for Cas.
Dean groaned when he saw the movie that Cas put in come up on the screen.
"Really dude? The last Twilight movie? What are you, a thirteen year old girl? The only reason we have that is from when Kevin was here. Kid was obsessed." Dean said, with a sad look in his eyes.
"I am obviously not a thirteen year old girl. My true form is genderless and my vessel is a 30 year old man. Plus you said that I got to pick the movie. I watched all the other ones with Kevin and we never got through this one." Cas shot back, while taking a seat at the other end of the couch, right next to Dean's bare feet. He's so tall that the afghan stopped right at his ankles.
As the movie played Dean got much more into it than he would ever admit. He had watched the rest of the movies with Kevin as well. He was all nice and cuddled into his blanket when he felt his feet being lifted and pulled into Castiel's lap. Cas started rubbing Dean's feet, all the while still being completely absorbed into the movie. It almost seemed to Dean, that he wasn't aware of what he was doing.
Dean's eyes were locked on Castiel's face. He just couldn't put into words what he felt for Cas. It was love surely, but definitely not the same love that he felt for Sam. It was different that anything he had ever felt. It was even stronger than what he had with Lisa. He felt bad admitting that, but it was true. He had managed to let Lisa go, but he could never do that with Cas. It was right then that Dean started to realize that he didn't just love Cas he might be in love with cas.
Suddenly Cas pressed his thumbs right into the arch of Dean's foot, and Dean let out a small moan. He was surprised at himself, Cas was surprised as well. They locked eyes for just a moment before Cas just went back to rubbing Dean's feet and watching the movie.
Dean never thought that he could be attracted to a male, but he also knew that he couldn't classify Cas as strictly male. It didn't matter too much what Cas' vessel looked like, it was the spirit that he loved. However, studying Cas with this new knowledge in mind, Dean couldn't deny that Castiel was beautiful.
He just wanted to be closer to Cas. So he took a deep breath and slowly pulled his feet out of the angels hands, and stood up. Cas looked up, startled. He was about to say something, apologize for touching Dean without his permission, but then Dean sat down right next to him. Their sides were touching, and dean pulled his knees up so that they were almost resting on Cas. Then he spread the blanket over them and said,
"I thought you might be cold, figured I could share." Dean knew this was a lame excuse and that Cas would come back with some response about not getting cold, but Dean didn't care. It felt so good to finally be close to his friend.
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