The atmosphere was not unbearable, unlike most afternoons, but Castiel was inside his house, reading the daily newspaper.
Out of the blue, he heard a knocking at his door. He got up to answer it, only to be greeted with none other than Dean Winchester. Castiel was extremely curious as to why he was here, but he wasn't complaining.
Without any explanation, Dean asked, "Would you like to go into town with me?"
Castiel quickly nodded and before he could figure out what was happening, he was whisked away by Dean and was inside of his Rolls Royce.
"So why is it that we've been neighbors for around a year now, and we've only just met?" Dean cocked his head slightly as he grabbed his glass of tea and took a small sip.
He had taken him to Alistair's, a local restaurant that Castiel never had the money or the will to go to. They had been seated at a two-person table, and had already ordered drinks.
"I admit, I was slightly intimidated by your house to just come out and say hello…" Castiel said.
Dean let out a laugh and said, "I don't think I blame you. There are times when even I'm intimidated by it."
There was then a moment where it seemed like the whole world disappeared and it was just him and Dean. Dean looked into Cas's eyes for a good while, before snapping out of his trance and saying something.
"But then again, I never asked for such a big house. It was sort of handed down to me a few years ago since… my…" Dean couldn't seem to finish the sentence.
"Since what?"
"It… It doesn't matter anymore. Anyways, what kind of things are you into?"
"Oh… nothing much. I like reading, and sometimes seeing the new pictures. My favourite is 'The Phantom of the Opera'. It came out a couple years ago."
"What about 'Wings"? Have you seen that one yet?"
Castiel shook his head. "No I haven't yet."
"Oh, it's wonderful. It's about two men who fall in love with the same woman during World War I."
"Wow that sounds great, I'll have to see it sometime…"
"Would you like to see it now?" Dean offered with a coy smile.
Castiel was shocked. No one had ever offered to take him to the movies before. Especially not someone with as high as a stature as Dean. He automatically jumped at the chance.
"Yes! Yes, I would love that!" Castiel enthused almost jumping from excitement.
"Great, let's go." Dean said as he leapt up. He grabbed Cas's hand and took him out the door and back into the car to start another string of adventures.
The movie theatre was quiet. Not many people had chosen to see this movie at this time of day, so it was nearly empty, despite a couple of people. This was such a new experience for Cas, seeing a movie with another person. He didn't know how to act, or what to specifically talk about. His palms were sweaty from the pressure, but Dean seemed to be casual about the whole ordeal. He always found something new and interesting to talk about when words failed Cas, which was one thing he really admired.
They sat together and shared an exchange of small talk before the picture started. As soon as it was over, Cas was in tears and was embarrassingly trying to cover it up. Dean noticed that and softly chuckled, putting his arm around Cas and teasing him that everything was going to be alright.
Soon enough, Castiel was back home, and thanked Dean for spending the day with him, although he was mildly curious as to why he did. He went back inside as Dean drove off, and sat in his chair and sighed. That Dean Winchester sure was something.