"Cas, Sam and Anna are getting in tomorrow. I'm going to pick them up at eight in the morning. Do you want to come?" Dean asked as he walked into the kitchen, spotting his mug of coffee already made. "Cas?" Dean called; he could have sworn he heard Castiel down here.

Of course he was behind the couch playing with Ruby. When Dean peered over and caught sight of it, he cocked a brow, noting that Castiel was dressed in a plaid miniskirt and a short-sleeved button down shirt that looked like it belonged to a school uniform. It was a shock that the boy's outfits still surprised him like this.

"Having fun?" he deadpanned.

The dark haired boy jumped. "Dean! You scared me!"

"I've been talking to you," Dean said, annoyed. "Figures, little brat isn't listening." He huffed. He walked back to the counter and picked up his steaming hot coffee and took a sip.

"W—what did you ask?" Castiel asked in a small voice, sliding onto his knees and placing the rabbit on the couch.

"I said that Sam and Anna get in tomorrow morning and I was going to get them. I was wondering if you wanted to come along so I can drop you off at your sister's house," he stated. Castiel looked a little out of it, running his fingers down his hairless legs.

"No," he answered in a low voice.

"No what?" Dean replied, tilting his head to the side and scrutinized the boy. Castiel seemed to crumble a little bit when Dean stared so expectantly at him. They had fallen so easily into their slave-master relationship that even outside of the bedroom Castiel naturally submitted to his Dean.

"I don't want to return home," he admitted. "I—I like it here."

"Well you've already missed too much school as it is. Don't you worry about any tests you might have?" he questioned, setting his finished cup of coffee in the sink.

Castiel looked up at Dean with his big azure eyes. "I'm a senior. My school ends in two weeks. I don't believe there is much to worry about for me now a day… Besides…" he drifted off.

Dean stepped up to the younger boy and clasped his chin in his fingers, yanking his face up so that his downcast eyes could meet Dean's green ones. "Besides what, Castiel?"

The dark haired boy whimpered softly, not wanting to reveal his number one problem. "Besides, err, losing you."

Dean let go of Castiel's chin and took a step back. "Huh," he mused, licking the front of his teeth. "That's cute."

"Dean!" Castiel cried, his eyes welling up with tears. It was cute? It was cute that he was wearing his heart on his sleeve, wanting to show the man he had fallen in love with that he really cared for him, that he wanted to have something more with him than just sex.

"What do you want, Cas? I have a meeting to go to," he sighed. Castiel knew better than to bother Dean in the mornings. He had explained to the younger boy over dinner one night how an important man in the engineering world, Dick Roman, had wanted to become business partners.

"What—what do you, um," Castiel didn't know how to put it.

"Spit it out," Dean demanded.

"What do you think of m—me?"

"What do I think of my younger brother in law?" Dean questioned, chuckling. When he put it like that, it made Castiel feel dirty and awkward, as if what they were doing was something bad. Which in a way, it could be interpreted as that. "Are you asking me if I think you're a good kid?"

"What do you think of me in terms of, in terms of me. Not my behavior or anything." He twiddled his thumbs nervously and a bright scarlet colour flooded his cheeks.

Dean pursed his lips. "Fuck buddy, I guess," he admitted truthfully.

A small, surprised whimper noise escaped Castiel's lips.

"Gotta go, Bud. I'll catch you later," he spoke fondly, running his hands through Castiel's messy hair.

And then he watched the man he loved obliviously walk down the hall and through the front door. He even heard the lock turn as to lock Castiel safely inside.

He just stared for what felt like hours.

xXx

Castiel didn't speak to Dean as they drove to the airport to pickup their respective siblings.

Sam and Anna looked happy, and that made both silent boys happy.

"It was great!" Anna gushed, wrapping her little brother up into a hug. "I missed you so much! How was Dean?"

Castiel just blushed and glanced over in the direction of Dean helping Sam put the luggage in the back of his Impala. He didn't exactly know how to respond. Instead, he brought his thumb up to his lips and absentmindedly chewed. "He was nice to me, Anna. I had fun."

"That's good to hear, Sweetie. You ready to go home? Back to school, god forbid?" she joked, pressing his head to her bosom and slipping into the back of the car with her.

Sam took shotgun and Dean headed off to Anna's house more inland. It took about an hour, but Castiel was happy to finally be home. He was a little resentful still from Dean being so harsh and brash to him.

Dean's younger brother was still moving in with Anna and Castiel so Sam would return to Dean's house to pack more of his stuff. Anna gave Dean a very grateful hug, gushing nonstop about how thankful she was for him looking after her little brother.

"Please. It was nothing, call me whenever you need a babysitter," Dean shrugged, hugging her back and smiling genuinely, looking past the pretty redhead and winking at Castiel who was clad in a flowery blue dress and a bit of make up.

Was that all Dean thought of the week Castiel had spent with him? Just a job? Hell, was Anna or Sam going to pay him for his good deed? Castiel was outraged! He ignored the little affectionate gesture and headed into his house, hearing Anna create an excuse for his rudeness.

Anna entered the house and slammed the door behind her, walking into the kitchen and seeing Castiel sitting on one of the barstools playing on his Nintendo 3DS. Anna rolled her eyes.

"What's the problem, Cas?" she asked. Castiel didn't mean to glare at her and scowl, but he didn't like her using Dean's nickname.

"My name is Castiel, Anna," he said calmly, looking back to his game.

"Okay. What's up? Something's wrong here," she declared, placing her hands on her hips. "Did something happen between Dean and you?"

Castiel's lips formed a hard line and he sighed loud and dramatically. He was being a brat, he knew it, but Dean had pissed him off so much yesterday. "No, I'm just tired. Sorry for being such a burden, Anna," he scoffed.

"Castiel! What the hell?" Anna called after Castiel as he left the room stomping. He didn't want to be so rude to his sister who did nothing but love and care for him, but he couldn't control his anger.

He slammed the door behind him and started sobbing uncontrollably. He sat down on his bed and ran a hand through his hair. "Dean hates me…" he whispered to himself. "I'm just a fuck-buddy to him," he spoke bitterly.

tbc-

Beta'd by Vanya Starwind!