Dean ran a hand through his hair fluffing it more and gripped it tight with a deep moan; Castiel was kissing him like he was dying and not in goodbye.

He felt him bite down softly on his bottom lip and Dean grunted with the intensity and pulled him more forward staring into his eyes.

"Okay, you aren't leaving me" he whispered slipping his hand into his dressing gown and trailing his hand down his chest slowly.

He gasped when he felt Dean's thumb stroke over his nipple feeling it harden under his touch. He smiled gently and kissed his exposed throat gently and grazed over it with his teeth.

"You have work" Castiel whispered breathing hot puffs of air into his ear.

"You're more important" he whispered tipping him onto the table.

"No way! We are not fucking on my kitchen table Dean; Anna will kill me if she ever found out"

Dean pulled him back up laughing and wrapping his hands around his neck stroking the sides gently.

"Okay, I will see you in a week but hear from you tonight, understand me?"

"Yes" he muttered smiling at him amused.

Dean sighed deeply before letting go of him and pulling him up with his hand and pouting slightly.

"I don't want to leave, why are you leaving me?"

"I'm not! It's a trip, Dean!"

He reached up kissing him hard and shoving him to the door.

"Go!"

"Fine! I want a call tonight or I'll hunt you down"

He nodded and shut the door behind him with a shake of his head and going into the bedroom to get dressed.

Anna who was still listening opened it slowly and let out a deep breath, she crept to the door opened it and closed it silently counting under her breath until she opened it again and made her fake entrance.

"Cas?" she cried and he walked out startled to see her.

"Anna?"

"Hey! I don't have work today and I just saw Dean, why was here?"

"Saying goodbye, he just popped in" he cried with a small smile and moved to the kitchen.

Anna watched him carefully and swallowed hard wondering whether or not to confront him about this situation or leave it till he got back.

"Castiel, me and you have been friends for a long time now and we tell each other everything don't we?"

He froze slightly and turned slowly around to look at her sombre expression. He shrugged and nodded in agreement and waited breathing deeply for her to continue.

"So if there is something you aren't telling me, tell me now"

"Anna?"

"Cas! Just tell me" she insisted slamming her hand on the table getting both angry and upset.

"What do you want me to tell you?"

"Tell me the truth"

"The truth about what!" he cried loudly.

"About you and Dean! I saw you, Castiel! I was in my bedroom because I never left for work!" she shouted to him and he went rigid moving away from her and hitting the counter in horror.

"Oh no" he breathed looking away from her.

"Oh yes! What the hell is going on?" she cried gesturing at him madly.

"I don't know how to…"

"Start from the bloody beginning!"

"It happened about a week ago, we went out and he got really, really drunk and he pushed up against a wall…things got heated and the next thing I know he is kissing me and I'm kissing him back, we ended up sleeping on his couch after that and from then on it started!" he said and sat down next to her with a heavy sigh.

"He asked for a sober kiss which I granted and a few days ago we slept together"

"Fucking hell" she breathed looking at him with wide eyes filled with horror. "Did not one of you think of the other party in this little affair?"

"Yes! I asked him to end it but he won't, he says he just wants…"

"Please do not tell me all he wants is sex" she whispered and he shrugged.

Anna sat back and hit her palm against her forehead.

"Sex! It's always about sex, sex is everything these days! He is an engaged man Castiel, he is engaged to one of my closest friends! This is bullshit!"

"Are you going to tell her?"

"No I'm not because I can't hurt her! Dean has to do this, you can't continue behind her back!"

"Don't you think I know that, Anna? I feel so guilty every time I kiss him but I think you forget I have been in love with that man for over 7 years! Imagine if my situation was yours and he kissed you and touched you, are you telling me you wouldn't think, "Fuck it" and go wild?"

Anna looked at him for a very long moment before shrugging and looking down at her nails.

"I have never been in that position before but I do know it's heart-breaking for the third party! He has to tell her"

"He won't choose me" he whispered.

"What?"

"I know he won't…its lust for him and for me its love, I want more than anything for him to finish with her and be with me but it won't happen because he doesn't love me, not like that"

"Cas, you can't know that for sure?"

"I see it in his eyes all the time"

Anna touched his hand gently and he smiled gently at her before looking down at his other hand blinking at the tears in his eyes.

"What are you going to do?"

"Nothing, I'll have to end it now"

"Give him the ultimatum, you tell him it's you or her"

"It'll be her!"

"You can't possibly know that Castiel, you are seeing what your brain is telling you and you never know what he is feeling for you right now"

He shook his head in defiance and stubbornness.

"You are one frustrating man sometimes! Fine, go to Chicago and take it easy, think, come back and we'll talk again"

Castiel nodded and moved to get up when he stopped to look at her.

"I know if I made him he will choose her and marry her, I known that from the moment he kissed me for the first time"

Anna frowned and watched him go into his bedroom and close the door behind him with a bang.

"Oh, Dean Winchester I am going to hurt you if you hurt him" she cried promising herself she would.

~0~

It was 3 days since he was gone and Dean was missing him like crazy, Lisa was noticing his snappiness and moods with her for no reason, he was sick of saying sorry.

He received a call from him in the middle of the day much to his delight.

"Hey! How is it? Still boring?"

"No, Dean" Castiel muttered walking along the street with his friend Steven.

"You miss me?"

"You know I do! It's horrible here without you, yeah I'll have two" he cried and nodded to Steven who gestured at him if he wanted a hot-dog.

"What?" Dean said confused.

"Oh no, not you, I was talking to Ste"

Dean blinked at the new name and stopped pursing his lips.

"Who's he?"

"He's my friend, why?"

"Nothing, is he straight?"

Castiel chuckled to himself hearing his jealously.

"I have no idea, is this jealously Dean? Because if it is you have no right to be jealous"

"No! I am not jealous and…hold on? I have no right!"

"Yes, you have no right to be jealous of me and if I am with another man because who is in the relationship here? Oh yes, you"

Dean huffed leaning against the wall licking along his bottom lip not quite liking what he was hearing.

"So you fucking with another man is meant to be alright with me?"

"What! Who said anything about fucking another man? I said your jealously is out of order Dean, I should be jealous not you"

"Whatever! Answer my question"

"What if he was and what if he was interested in me?" he muttered and raised a hand to Steven who was about to protest.

"Just let me" he mouthed to him.

"I would tell him to back the fuck off" he growled down the phone clenching his fist tightly.

"Why?"

"You know why!"

"Because were lovers Dean or maybe something more?" he said hinting at him.

"Both, you're mine"

Castiel bit his lip hard quite liking that fighting spirit inside him but hating it at the same time.

"But I'm not though am I? You are an engaged man"

"Where the hell is this coming from?" Dean shouted getting angry with him now and avoided the looks he was getting from people on the street.

"Weeks of pent up anger Dean! What do you even feel for me?"

"You know"

"No, I don't! You always distract me when I attempt to ask you about it, so come on lover, tell me!"

"Damn it, Cas" he cried and started to pace up and down running a hand though his hair.

"See, you can't and I understand okay, you are not good with confessions and feelings but…I don't think I can do this"

"No, no, please don't say that" he begged making Castiel close his eyes.

"Maybe I should fuck him like you said"

"No! Don't you dare, Cas" he shouted down the phone to him.

"Why shouldn't I? I mean you are still sleeping with her, why can't I sleep with someone else".

"Because…because you can't"

"Because you said so, Dean?" he whispered and felt his heart break apart at the words he was saying and Dean's angry breathing down the phone.

"You fuck him and we are over"

"Well you've already fucked her over and over again so I guess we are"

Dean stood still and stared into nothing.

"What?"

"You heard me" he whispered broken into his despair.

"You can't be serious"

"Deadly, goodbye Dean" he muttered and hung up the phone and covered his mouth, Steven came over and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Breathe Castiel, you've gone all pale mate" he said and he nodded in agreement taking deep breaths.

"Who was that?"

"My best friend and now my ex-lover" he whispered and closed his eyes feeling the pain rip inside him.

~0~

Dean walked straight home and into his empty house staring around in defeat. He picked up a photo of him and Lisa looking happy on a beach somewhere and with a grunt he smashed it hard against the wall releasing his anger. He dropped to the floor and hung his head feeling the despair wash over him.

"How has it come to this?" he whispered covering his face and silently breaking down at the mess he had caused and wondered what to do now, could he save it or was it too late?

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