A/N: Okay, I totally hate myself for making you wait this long. Writer's blocks, eh? Anyway, uh, it's awful, I know. Sorry. I'll crawl back into my hole now.

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"I heard Dean-o invited Cassie to stay at your place over the weekend." Sam jumped and gave a short squeal, not only because of the sudden appearance of the voice behind him, but also because of the arms that had snaked their way around his waist. He tuned abruptly and put his hands on the shoulders of his attacker, quickly pushing the shorter boy away, making him pout.

"Uh, y-yeah." he said, voice unsteady and just one octave higher than usual. He cleared his throat and tried to force his cheeks to their normal colour. Damn Gabriel and his way to make him turn into a pile of goo. "Yeah, he did."

"And I'm guessing you're not too excited about spending two nights in the same house as the lovebirds?"

"Uh, I guess? I don't think they'll bother me too much though... Why?" Sam frowned and Gabriel grinned innocently.

"Well, I was thinking, you, me, pizza, video-games, my place. Lucy's off somewhere with his followers, so he won't be there to bother us."

Sam's face lightened up with a grin then, but before he could give his answer, he remembered something and he frowned again.

"I'd love to, but... I don't think Dean'll be very happy about me sleeping under the same roof as Michael..." Dean had hated the eldest Novak even before they met. After their first meeting it was clear that the feeling was mutual. Apparently, Michael was afraid that the younger boy would somehow taint his beloved little brother.

"Don't tell him? Say you'll be at Chuck's place or something. 'Sides, Mike'll be too busy worrying about Cas."

Sam still looked doubtful, so Gabriel pouted and tilted his head slightly downwards, looking at Sam through his eyelashes, fluttering them a bit. "Please?"

Sam bit his lip and averted his gaze slightly. "Okay." he sighed and Gabe grinned again.
"Great! It's a date!" With those words and a wink, Gabriel sauntered off, leaving Sam wide eyed and blushing.

That weekend

Dean raised his eyebrows as he opened the door to reveal a completely drenched Castiel shuddering on his doorstep. He took a second to take in the whole of the boy, before he broke out in laughter.

"This isn't funny, Dean." Castiel said through clenched teeth. He tried to look angry, but he simply looked even more miserable, which made Dean laugh even more. Cas grumbled under his breath and pushed past Dean into the house and closed the door behind him.

When Dean finally calmed down, Castiel was still wearing his trench coat ('Technically it's an overcoat!' a small voice in Deans head reminded him), even though it was wet through and through. But then again, judging by the fact that Cas' shirt was pretty much see-through, the clothes underneath it couldn't be in a much better state.

"Ever heard of an umbrella?" Dean asked, still wearing an amused smirk on his face.

"Gabriel hid all we have, and I doubt it could have helped." Cas answered, shaking with cold.

He had a point. In this weather, it probably would've simply flown away on its own adventures.

"True, true..." Dean said, and his smirk turned into a slightly worried smile. "Let's get you some dry clothes. And a blanket." Castiel looked very grateful, a small smile on his slightly blued lips, and shrugged off his overcoat before he gave it to Dean, who swallowed at the sight of how the wet dress shirt clung to Castiels body.

He forced himself to look away and hung the coat on a hanger to let it dry before he grabbed Cas' arm and dragged him with him to his room.

Well there, Dean proceeded to look around for some clothes that wouldn't be way too big on him, and still keep him warm.

Soon Dean handed him a worn out, black Metallica t-shirt and a pair of dark blue sweatpants.

Castiel nodded in thanks and Dean exited to let Cas change in privacy.

A short while later, Castiel emerged from the room and Dean had to bite the inside of his cheek to not express how utterly adorable (Dean would never admit thinking this about anyone though) Cas looked with the shirt sliding off of one of his shoulders - because damn that guy was skinny - and slightly flushed as he handed Dean his wet clothes.

Dean hanged these on hangers as well and put them at the same place as he had put the coat to dry.

"So..." he then began, feeling a bit awkward.

"Um... Can I get that blanket that you promised me now?" Cas said, also feeling awkward.

"Oh! Yes, of course!" Dean replied with a nervous laugh before he went into his room again. When he came out, he draped his comforter around the other boy.

"Come on, I'll make us some hot chocolate." he then said and turned around, walking towards the kitchen with Cas following him closely behind.

As he rummaged around in the cabinets after cups and other things you needed to make hot chocolate, Cas sat down in one of the chairs. He wrapped the comforter even closer to his body and tried to not look too suspicious as he took in the scent that was a mixture of laundry detergent and Dean.

"So, how come none of your siblings could give you a ride?" Dean asked, snapping Castiel out of his thoughts.

"Oh, um, well, Michael was busy doing serious Michael things, Lucifer is an even worse driver than you are, Raphael wasn't home, Balthazar was being an assbutt," Dean grinned at Cas' favourite insult, "Anna doesn't have a license, and Gabriel was simply... Busy. With stuff." Castiel replied. Dean grunted as the microwave dinged, signaling that the milk had been successfully heated.

"Where's Sam?" Cas asked as Dean stirred down sugar and cocoa powder into the cups.

Castiel knew exactly where Sam was, the question was if Dean knew.

"At some friends place. Mom and dad dropped him off before they left." Dean replied. Okay, so Dean didn't know. Considering his relationship with Gabriel, it didn't surprise Cas that Sam hadn't told him that he was staying at the Novak's over the weekend.

"I see." Cas simply said.

" You know what that means, angel?" Dean asked with a sly grin as he handed Cas one of the cups. Cas looked at him, with a slight frown and his signature head tilt as he accepted the cup and placed it to his mouth, carefully blowing at the hot drink to cool it down.

"It means..." Dean continued when Cas didn't reply. "That we've got the place all to ourselves." he finished with a wink that made Cas try to hide his slight blush behind his cup. Dean just grinned and tried to ignore the flip that his stomach did at the sight of the pink cheeks.