Chapter 4: Movie nights
The air became thick with something unfamiliar, longing, desire, lust and as their breaths continued to mingle in the small gap between their warm bodies, a panic started swelling in the pit of Cas's stomach.
"we should have some pie...I heard it's nicer warm", Cas said quickly leaning back as Dean sighed, this was going to take some time.
Picking up the fork Dean dug it into the bonoffee pie, Cas watched with intense interest as he raised the piece into his mouth, watched as those kissable lips wrapped around the spoon, and his long lashes closed over his emerald eyes, waiting as he savoured the taste. And then Dean let out a moan of pleasure that was nothing short of pornographic causing Cas to shift in his chair, his eyes widening, his heart racing, his body feeling hot all over.
"oh..my god...Cas ..where have you been all my life", opening his mouth Cas tries to respond but nothing comes out, Dean's far too busy devouring the pie to notice the flustered man beside him.
"I'm glad you liked it", Cas says quietly looking at his hands. Placing the fork down Dean turns to face the man beside him, his gaze penetrating the pale skin as he waits, baiting Cas to look up and he does and once again they're caught in an intense staring match and then almost in slow motion Dean's leans in again , and Cas' breath hitches as their noses slightly touch.
"I didn't just like it Cas...I loved it", he says in that gentle warm voice, and Cas thinks his heart might explode from all the swelling its doing, before the intimacy of the situation overwhelms him and he jolts back again.
"well..I hope this means our friendship can..er reach new heights", Cas stutters awkwardly, his face flushed.
"to infinity and beyond", Dean chuckles at his own 'joke' if you can call it that, settling down he notices Cas' absolutely blank expression.
"tell me you know where that phrase is from...", Cas's face remains blank.
"I'm afraid not Dean...is it a movie reference by any chance", Cas inquires innocently.
"yeah...you're telling me you've never seen toys story", Dean asks curiously, Cas simply shakes his head.
"I'm afraid I haven't seen a great deal of movies", comes the placid reply.
"how many have you seen...", Dean asks curiously.
"two...one was a religious documentary..and the other was a French film call Le Tableau, it was quite enjoyable", Dean looks distressed on Cas' behalf.
"aww man that's kinda sad...we gotta do something about that Cas", Cas frowned stroking his jaw in contemplation.
"what do you suggest Dean", those playful green orbs were suddenly engulfed with excitement.
"weekly movie nights...", Cas eyes lit up immediately, the prospect of seeing Dean every week for an indeterminate amount of time filling his heart with joy.
"you'd really do that", Dean's heart stuttered as Cas crowded into his personal space staring at him with those goddam eyes, Dean gulped they're so blue.
"yeah err...Cas of course", I'd do anything for you Dean shook his head wondering where that thought had come from. Leaning back Cas was still smiling, a beautiful toothy grin and Dean smiled right back.
"where do you suggest we start", Cas asked, watching as Dean's nervous eyes became playful, a devilish glint swirling in his emerald irises.
"how about a horror movie...get our blood pumping", Cas's smile faltered as he tried to keep the nervousness off his face, he didn't want Dean to know he was scared of a little film.
"that sounds fine" Cas replied as placidly as possible, but Dean could detect the slight tremble in his voice.
"you sure Cas...sure you won't get scared", Cas eyes widened.
"of course not Dean, I know it's not real", Dean smiled.
"is that right", Dean's voice was teasing.
"of course Dean", Cas insisted as Dean chuckled. They spent the rest of the evening compiling a long list of the movies they were going to watch, it was pretty late when Dean finally decided to leave.
Sitting in his brothers house Dean was relaxed eating dinner whilst chatting amicably with his brothers fiancé.
"so er hows your friend", Dean set down his fork.
"his name is Castiel and he is fine", Sam raised an eyebrow.
"wow...you're friends with a an angel", Dean frowned.
"what are you talking about Sammy"
"oh come on...didn't you pay attention to bible studies he's the angel of Thursday" Sam spoke slowly as if he was explaining something to a toddler.
"sorry we all can't be nerds like you Samantha", Dean's smug expression only made Sam roll his eyes.
"jerk"
"bitch"
"settle down boys..." Jess chastised playfully before turning her attention to Dean "so what's he like".
"he's really great Jess, supper kind and sweet...and grateful you should have seen his face after I cleaned his apartment, or when I complimented his pie making skills...he just kept looking at me y'know with those big blue eyes like I'd done something great...anyway he's a little withdrawn but he's great...you should have seen his face when I suggested we have weekly movie nights..he", Dean trailed off as he took in the bewildered expressions of the two people in front of him.
"you cleaned his apartment", unveiled disbelief reverberated through Sam's voice as he addressed his brother.
"yeah I did", Deans' shoulders tensed.
"and he made you pie", Sam continued.
"what of it", Deans' voice was defensive.
"Sam", Jess warned in tone that basically said shut the hell up.
"and you're going to have weekly movie nights", Sam continued ignoring her.
"is there something you wanna say Sam", Dean's eyes were nothing but narrow slits as they regarded his little brother.
"look Dean..it's just you barely know this guy and you're cleaning his apartment and eating his food...and movie nights?!...I just worry that you're getting in too deep...what if he hurts you..you might not recover this time...you might-"
"what Sam... fall apart again", Dean was half standing.
"Dean it's just last..."
"what Sam...fucking say it, that I might go a bit crazy...fall of the wagon...lose my fucking mind!" Dean was shouting now.
"Dean..", Sam pleaded.
"do you have any idea what it feels like to have your little brother look at you... like you're a broken fucking doll...like you're worthless" the pain in Dean's voice, tore at Sam's insides.
"Dean that's...", Sam tried again getting desperate.
"I fucked up Sam..I know that..I don't need you to remind me everytime I see you", with that Dean grabbed his jacket and exited his brothers apartment leaving Sam and Jess to sit there in silence stewing in the aftermath of what just happened.
"Jess I was only...", Sam tried cradling his head in his hands.
"I know Sam...I know", a warm hand rubbed soothing circles into his back as Sam tried to figure out what to do.
Diving into the draws Dean pulled out a bottle of malt whiskey, finding comfort in the burning sensation of liquor, offering escape from his pain, anger, everything. As the days drifted on Dean refused to speak to his little brother, he instead waited patiently till he could see Cas again, Cas would make him feel better, he had too.
Tense and pensive Dean stood in front of Cas' door, but as it swung open all his bad feelings seemed to melt away, his body visibly relaxed, his eyes softening, his mouth breaking out into a smile all because of those sapphire spheres.
"hello Dean", that gravelly voice sent butterflies to wreak havoc with Dean's stomach.
"er hey Cas.." Dean rubbed the back of his neck, trying shake off his nervousness. Cas led Dean to the sofa, whose his eyes flickered over the snacks laid out on table in-between the TV and the sofa and he smiled at Cas who returned the sentiment before going off. A few seconds later the lights in the living room dimmed, Dean gulped suddenly feeling hot all over, clearing his throat he worked the DVD player and inserted the film before settling down on the sofa to wait for Cas. A few seconds later Cas sat down leaving a healthy amount of space between himself and Dean.
"I thought we'd start off with something good...The ring", Dean said as the credits rolled on , Cas simply nodded eyes fixed on the screen, shaking his head Dean wondered when Cas would call chicken and ask him to stop the movie.
Dean eased into the sofa as the movie got going, as the tension on screen escalated Cas shifted on the sofa till he was pressed up against Deans side, who felt the warmth of the smaller man's body almost immediately. Turning he gazed at the side of his face, drinking in his apprehensive expression as he continued to watch the unfolding drama, the proximity only got worse, soon enough Cas was practically sitting in Dean's lap. Who froze as the warmth of the shorter man seeped into his skin setting his body on fire, a sweat broke out across his forehead as Cas slender fingers dug into his arm. A jump scare forced Cas head onto Deans shoulder, a harrowing scene forced Cas's face into the crook of Deans neck, his whole body was turned into Dean as he clung desperately to the lean firm body beside him, moving slowly Dean picked up the remote and paused the film.
"Cas..", he asked the man beside him stilled, Dean could feel his rugged breath against the nape of his neck.
"Dean..", came the raspy response, Dean gulped shuddering that gravelly voice was doing things to him, Cas made no attempt to move away and Dean made no attempt to push him off. Then almost in slow motion Cas pressed his lips against Dean's neck, a soft barely there flutter of intimacy, Dean let out a breathy sigh encouraged by the response, Cas pressed more firmly and then he began to drag those scorching lips from the base of Dean's neck to the hollow of his throat and Dean's whole body trembled as his eyes eased to a close.
Sorry it's a taken a bit longer then was planned, but I hope it was worth the wait, their relationship will be getting far steamer from this point on and fluffier...maybe a bit of angst for some good measure... feedback would be great :)