"I am human,

I am human,

I am human,

And I will let you down."

"I'M ONLY HUMAN, CAS." Dean shouted across the main living area in the bat-cave venomously. "HUMAN."

Cas' face was dark and scary. "Human? Like that's an excuse?" He asked. "For this? Dean, that's pathetic." He spat, his voice low and unforgiving.

"Yes, actually, I do." Dean replied, putting all his hatred into those four words. "I'm not the one who vanished off the face of the Earth when I was needed!"

Cas stepped towards Dean, puffing up slightly as he spread his wings threateningly. "Don't you dare suggest- don't you- I did it for you, Dean." He shouted, anger and even desperation seeping through. His expression was murderous.

Dean glared back, refusing to back down. "And that makes everything okay, does it? Your good intentions? That is all that you are, Castiel! Good intentions. Not a hero, not a saviour, just an angel that tries." Cas flinched and Dean, filled with a sense of victory, carried on. "Every time you do anything you always mess up. Always. Good intentions mean nothing, Cas. Not when they turn out to be worthless." Dean spat.

Cas looked down at the floor, and when he looked back at Dean... His eyes glinted with emotion that Dean had never encountered before. A mixture of overwhelming feelings; there was rage and hatred, of course, mixed in with a lot of pain and... Something else. What, Dean couldn't quite work out. But it was there. Cas opened his mouth, a small 'o' forming, as though he was going to say something but he hadn't quite worked out what yet.

Betrayal.

That's what it was.

In Castiel's eyes, the main emotion showing was betrayal. His friend, his best friend, thought him worthless.

"Cas..." Dean whispered, perhaps realising the boundary he had stumbled across. Dean stepped forwards slightly.

The final emotion, possibly the most suppressed of them flared in Cas' eyes. Dean couldn't tell whether it was longing, lust or... love, but it made him cross the distance between them in a second, his mouth finding Cas' and his hand gripping the back of Cas' neck.

Cas kissed back, passionately. His kiss was full of hidden feelings and days, months, years of desire. He kissed like his life depended on it; as if he was never going to get another kiss; as though the only thing that was important, the only thing that would ever be important, was this kiss and this moment... and this man who was kissing him back. Dean.

After barely ten seconds had passed, Dean pulled away. "I'm sorry," Dean whispered. "I'm sorry."

Cas whimpered and clung onto him. "Don't be. I know you're human. I know. But I need you anyway. It's okay," He reassured Dean, "We can fix it..."

Dean looked down at Cas, hope and love in his eyes, "I need you too, Cas."

The angel grinned and pulled Dean in for another long, deep and well- overdue kiss. He sighed happily against Dean's soft lips, anger vanishing in a heartbeat. "Dean." He whispered softly, mid-kiss, joy and love evident in his voice.

"Cas." The hunter sighed in response.

Cas pulled back and looked into Dean's eyes, earnestly. "We can fix this. Together."

"Together." Dean echoed, testing the word. "Together." He smiled at the angel. His angel. "My angel." He said out loud.

"My human." Cas replied, grinning, his eyes crinkling slightly as he looked at Dean.

Their fingers intertwined as they stood gazing into each other's eyes and Dean was fairly sure he'd gotten himself into a chic-flick moment. And he didn't mind in the slightest.

AN: Sorry, I actually wrote this aaggeeesss ago but I was feeling bad because I haven't put anything on this in forever. (Sorry about that). I'm going to try and start updating on this fic again. I promise I'll try.