Sorry for the delay, chapter five is here! I was so so busy last week I didn't even had time to write. This chapter, I have to say, was one of my favorites to write and I nearly stopped after thinking about how cute the idea was. Anyways I hope you enjoy.

After lunch, Cas found himself covered in mac-n-cheese. When Dean finished cleaning up he helped Cas to the bathroom sink. Dean filled the sink with warm steaming water.

"Alright," Dean cleared his throat. "I'm sure you know how to take a bath." Dean turned to leave before Cas let out a disgruntled sound. Dean stopped and turned around to see the angel struggling to slip the clothing off of him. When Cas dropped it and let it fall around his knees again, he looked up at Dean.

"Do you need help?" Dean walked towards him. Cas turned around and held up his arms. Dean helped and lifted the cloth up over his head. Not realizing that Cas was going to be full frontal naked right in front of him, he found himself looking down at his butt. Its when Cas shifted uncomfortably, Dean felt a blush hit him like a brick wall.

"Okay! Well, yell for me when you're ready, use this as a towel." Dean very quickly turned away and threw a wash rag at him. The door slammed shut behind him as he left.

Cas turned and dipped a toe into the clear, steaming water. Then slowly descended into the warm aroma. Water droplets still dripped from the faucet causing ripples which tickled Cas' side when they spread across the surface. He slowly washed off the mess which he found in the strangest of places. After a while he held his breath and dipped his head under the water. His wet hair dripped on his cheeks when he resurfaced. He spotted the bar of soap on the side of the sink and swam towards it. He pulled the soap into the water with him and used it to wash up. Bubbles coated almost every inch of his body as he lathered it onto himself and they tickled as they slid down his body. Cas tried to lift the bar of soap back onto the ledge of the sink, but he slipped in the process. As soon as Dean knocked and entered the door a bar of soap was already on his way to hit him in the face. Dean kept his eyes closed as the soap fell to the floor with a plop. The angel slowly descended back into the water.

"That was an accident, Dean." Cas said as the silence slowly became uncomfortable. "I'm sorry." Dean slowly opened his eyes and took a step forward. Dean didn't see the soap as he stepped on it but realized as he fell to the ground. Cas gasped as he pulled himself out of the sink to see if he was okay. Dean was staring at the ceiling, clearly done with everything.

"Dean.." Cas called out. "Are you okay? Did you hit your head?" Dean lifted his arm to show Cas' clothes.

"I washed your clothes." He tossed them to him and Cas caught them easily. "Hurry and get dressed, we're going to the store." Dean pulled himself off of the floor and picked up the soap and placed it back beside the sink. Cas dried himself with the rag and slipped on his oversized plaid t-shirt.

"I'm ready." Cas said. Dean drained the water and picked up little Cas and exited the bathroom. Cas' wet hair still dripped onto his face and shoulders, so he shook his head and ran his fingers through it to try to tame it. Dean grabbed his car keys and his phone and walked outside.

The impala was just as Cas remembered it after all the times he sat in the passenger seat. The radio was playing classic rock as always, which didn't bother Cas.

"Has Sam called?" Cas asked as he craned his neck to look at the green eyed man. Dean glanced downward at Cas then quickly back at the road and shook his head. "Does he usually call?"

"Give it some time, he is just busy that's all." Dean shrugged. Dean pulled into the store parking lot and parked, taking the keys out of the ignition. He looked down at Cas, giving a quick lick to his thumb, he swiped at Cas' hair, making it stand up.

"Sorry, it looked like it was bothering you." Dean said as he gathered his things and slipping them into his pockets. He grabbed Cas as he opened his door and stepped out into the cool air.

The store was basically empty which was perfect for the boys. Dean placed Cas in his breast pocket on his flannel as he grabbed a shopping cart. One thing Cas listed about things he knows about Dean is that Dean likes to run down the empty aisles and stand on the cart as it rolled. This was as much fun to Cas as it was Dean. The angel also got the rush of wind as they both glided down the aisles. They shopped too, of course. Mostly it was boxes of random things Dean thought looked good. Sam would probably be pissed that his older brother didn't even glance once at the fresh produce. When Sam was gone, for Dean, it was a junk food paradise. Nearly two hours later of "shopping" the cart was full so they checked out. Cas hadn't had that much fun in a very long time, which made him love Dean even more.

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-N.N