It might not be as fluffy as I promised, but still fluffy nonetheless. Enjoy!

Dean almost fell down when he walked back out to his garage with two glasses of water. Cas was stripping his white t-shirt off. After breakfast, Cas had went home to change into something he could get dirty and get everything he needed to change the oil in his car. Dean thought he looked really good when he got out of his car after getting back, but this was better, shirtless Cas was way better.

Dean cleared his throat and handed Cas his water. Cas took the shirt and wiped the sweat off his face. "Damn, it's hot out here."

Dean just smiled and nodded. He was very hot. He couldn't stop staring at Cas' chest and how sweaty it was. He licked his lips as he thought about how it would feel real nice if he took his shirt off and they made out.

"I never thought I'd say this, but my eyes are up here, Dean…" Cas said, chuckling softly.

Dean's eyes shot up, looking at Cas. "Sorry…" he quickly said, cheeks turning red as he moved past Cas and went back to helping him tune up his car. Cas smiled at the blush. It was cute.

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Once they were finished with Cas' car, Cas went home and showered, getting ready for his date tonight.

"Date? You and the firefighter are going on a date?" Charlie asked him from the bedroom door.

Cas nodded as he sifted through his closet for a shirt to wear. He wanted to go relaxed tonight since they were going to be outside. He found a short-sleeved, white plaid button down and pulled it on.

"So when do I get to meet him?" Gilda, Charlie's girlfriend, asked from her place beside Charlie.

"Is he coming to pick you up? That's not much of a date if he isn't," Charlie pointed out.

Cas shook his head at his sister. "He's not coming to pick me up. I'm going over to his place and we're leaving from there."

"So, is this a date or are you just hanging with his friends again like last night? And you still aren't forgiven for not texting me," Charlie said, giving her baby brother a very stern look.

"Oh, hush, Charlie. He was probably too busy having sex. Cut him some slack," Gilda said, smiling slyly.

"No, actually," Cas clarified. "There was no sex, I stayed in his spare bedroom, and, yes, it is a date because we're going to the fair alone. Is there anything else, ladies, because I'd like to get out of here?"

Gilda and Charlie exchanged looks. Gilda shook her head. "No, you're allowed to leave."

"Thank you," Cas said as they moved out of his way so he could leave his room.

Charlie smiled devilishly at her girlfriend. "I think I have a hankering for funnel cake," she told Gilda.

"No you don't," Cas said before walking out the front door.

Charlie and Gilda dissolved into a fit of giggles.

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Cas was a little worried about this date. It wasn't the date itself that he worried about. He knew he was going to have a great time with Dean, but he wasn't sure he was ready to be public about his sexuality and he wasn't sure Dean would understand that. He didn't want Dean to think it was him, because it wasn't. Cas would happily kiss Dean in the middle of town if he knew he wouldn't be pushed out of his job. He would have to just make Dean understand.

Cas pulled up into Dean's garage and sat there for a second, trying to get his words together before he got out. When he got out of the car, the door to the garage opened and there stood Dean wearing a long sleeved tan Henley and jeans. There was nothing the man could wear and not make it look good. He could wear a potato sack and still pull it off.

Cas smiled at him as he walked towards him. Once Cas was right in front of him, Dean smirked, placing his hand on the other side of the door frame, blocking Cas' entry. "What's the magic word?"

Cas shook his head at Dean before stepping forward and placing a kiss on his lips. They kissed for a brief moment before Cas pulled back and whispered, "Please?" against his lips.

Dean sighed shakily and moved his hand. Cas smiled before kissing him once more. He took Dean's hand and pulled him into the house. "I need to talk to you about something before we leave."

Dean was immediately on guard. He hated it when people started conversations like that. "What's up?" he asked as Cas stopped in the kitchen.

Cas leaned against Dean, wrapping his arms around Dean's neck. "I want to tell you this, but I really need you to understand and not take it the wrong way," Cas started. Dean nodded, giving Cas his cue to continue. "No one really knows I'm gay. The school doesn't know, the parents don't know. I shouldn't have told Benny last night. I don't want to lose my job because of my sexuality. Not everyone is okay with gay people, let alone them teaching their children."

"They can't fire you for being gay, Cas."

"No, but they can make my life a living hell and I don't want that either," Cas tried to explain. "I'd much rather just keep it to myself until I get my first year out of the way. I want them to judge me on my ability to teach rather than my sexuality."

Dean nodded. He understood, but he didn't understand what that had to do – oh. "So, you want me to keep my hands to myself."

Cas nodded. "Please? I didn't want you to think it was you. I want to hold your hand and kiss you, but I can't."

Dean pressed his lips against Cas'. He pulled back and smiled at him. "I think I can keep my hands to myself for a couple of hours. All bets are off once we're at the lake watching the fireworks, though."

Cas chuckled. "Thank you, Dean."

He wasn't too thrilled about it, but he understood. Dean pecked Cas' lips. "You're welcome, Cas."

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This was the most fun Cas had had in a long time. They hit up the games first, popping balloons with darts and trying to knock down bottles with softballs. Dean was especially good at the BB-gun game where you shoot down little tin figurines. Dean won Cas a large stuffed bear from that game. Once they were done with the games, they put their winnings in the car – Cas put the seat belt on the bear in the back seat – and then went back for the rides.

Cas' first pick was the Ferris Wheel. Dean gave him a tight smile and shook his head. "I'll wait for you down here."

Cas smiled at him. "Are you afraid of heights, Dean Winchester?"

"What? What? No. I just… no. Heights? What?"

"Oh my God, Dean. It's like twenty feet in the air," Cas explained.

Dean cringed. "That high?"

Cas shook his head. He moved closer to Dean. "I'll hold your hand," Cas offered.

Dean cut his eyes at Cas. "That's low… but I'll do it."

Cas laughed at him as they walked up to stand in line. "You'll be fine, Dean."

Dean couldn't take his eyes off of the top of the ride. "If I die, I'm going to kick your ass."

Cas laughed again, throwing his head back. He shouldn't laugh at Dean's fear, but he didn't have to be so cute about it. When it was their turn to get on the ride, Dean hesitated. Cas walked past him and got in the cart. He sat down and laid his arm across the back of the seat, waiting for Dean. Dean shook his head, but walked on, taking a seat in the cart with Cas.

Cas looked around, making sure no one could see him as he scooted closer to Dean. "You're going to be fine," he whispered against his ear before grabbing Dean's hand, entwining his fingers with Dean's. He moved Dean's hand so that it sat on his thigh. "You'll be just fine."

"If you keep whispering in my ear like that we're going to have another problem," Dean said, turning so he could look at Cas in the eyes.

"How serious are you about this, Dean?"

"About dying on this ride? Pretty goddamn serious. I'm pretty damn positive a twenty foot fall could break my neck."

Cas chuckled and shook his head. "I mean about us."

Dean sighed, searching Cas' face for the answer to the question he's been asking himself. "I – I don't know, honestly. I do know I like you. I like kissing you and I like being around you. I know I want more than that though. I want more than hand holding and kisses. I want to be with you. I can't stop thinking about it, actually."

"So you just want sex?" Cas asked, trying to clarify where Dean's coming from.

Dean shook his head. "No, no. That's not what I meant when I said I want to be with you. I want this. I want dates and movie nights. I mean, yeah, sex, of course, but more than that. I really like you, Cas."

"I really want to kiss you right now, Dean."

"I really want to kiss you, too, Cas."

Cas bit his bottom lip as he looked down at Dean's lips. "You want to skip the rides and go make out in the backseat of your car by the lake?"

Before Dean could answer, the ride came to a halt. Dean realized they were stuck at the very top of the ride. "Holy fucking shit. Are you fucking kidding me?"

Cas grabbed Dean's face and kissed him. They were so high up that no one could see them and he didn't want Dean to freak out. So, he did the only thing he knew to do: kiss him. Dean completely forgot where he was. He'd been wanting to kiss Cas all night and he wasn't about to let his fear of heights get in the way of this kiss. It was short lived though. The ride started moving again and Cas pulled back.

"Good distraction."

Cas shrugged. "I try."

The second their cart was back on the ground, Dean hurried off of it. He was so happy he could've fell to his knees and kissed the ground. Cas laughed at him as Dean bent over and braced himself on his knees. Once Dean was okay, he stood back up straight and looked at Cas, pointing his finger at the man. "You owe me."

Cas laughed at him and pulled on the sleeve of his shirt. "Come on, Dean. Let's get out of here."

They left the fair and drove over to the lake. The second the engine was cut off and the windows were down, Dean laid his arm across the back of the seat and moved closer to Cas, who moved closer to Dean. Cas didn't waste any time, he turned towards Dean, laying his hand on his thigh and pressing his lips under Dean's ear. Cas smiled against Dean's neck as he moaned softly.

"How much longer until the fireworks? I don't want to miss them."

"I'll show you some fireworks," Dean said as he turned to capture Cas' lips with his own. Cas smiled into the kiss, letting Dean take over. Dean ran his hand up Cas' chest, pushing against his shoulder. He wanted Cas to lay down, but Cas wasn't sure about that.

"I – I don't think – "

"I promise to keep everything PG-13… if you take your shirt off."

"I think that would cancel out the PG-13 rating."

"Okay, just unbutton it. You can keep it on."

Cas chuckled and shook his head at Dean. The man's green eyes were going to get Cas into a lot of trouble. He was pretty sure he'd do anything Dean asked if he looked at him like that. Cas sat up straight and started unsnapping each button, slowly, one at a time. Cas smiled as Dean's eyes watched his hands. "But I'm not lying down."

"What? Why?" Dean asked as he moved the shirt to the side so he could see Cas' chest.

"Because if I do that, then my legs will spread and things will happen."

Dean chuckled. "Then come here," he said as he moved so one of Cas' legs could lay behind him and the other could lay across his lap. He pulled Cas' glasses off and set them on the dashboard before kissing him. Dean ran his hands over Cas' chest, finally getting to feel it for himself. He loved how soft his skin was, but how solid his chest felt. Dean wanted to feel it under his lips. If Cas didn't want to lay down in the front seat, then Dean would bend down so he could taste Cas' skin.

Cas' mind started racing as Dean started kissing down his chest. He wanted Dean to keep going further until his face was buried in his crotch, but the first burst of fireworks went off and it grabbed Cas' attention. "The fireworks, Dean. They started."

Dean continued to kiss Cas' chest slowly. "You watch," he mumbled between kisses. "I've got all I need right here." Fireworks were the furthest thing from Cas' mind after he heard those words. He pushed Dean back and pulled his shirt off before lying down on the front seat. "Finally," Dean said as he hovered over Cas.

Cas pulled Dean down on top of him. He wanted to feel his weight, feel Dean completely. Dean wrapped his arms under Cas, wrapping his hands around Cas' shoulders as he kissed him. Dean pulled back and started kissing down Cas' neck. He wanted to pay more attention to his chest right now. There was no point in having Cas shirtless if he didn't take advantage of it.

That's when Dean noticed how bright it was outside. He looked up at the fireworks and saw that there were way too many going off. Dean frowned and listened closely, hearing the sirens in the distance.

"Something's wrong…"

Cas frowned up at him. "What do you mean?"

Dean pulled back, pulling Cas to sit up. "The fireworks. Something happened," Dean told him, grabbing Cas' shirt and tossing it to him before starting the car. Cas looked up at the night sky and saw all the fireworks going off. That's when he noticed the faint sound of the sirens.

Cas knew Dean had to go help. They might not have called him, but Dean can't stand by knowing people are getting hurt. Dean sped back to the fairgrounds and found three fire trucks and two ambulances. "Stay here," Dean told him as he got out of the car.

"Wait. I can't just sit here."

"You can and you will. I don't want you to get hurt. I need you safe. Just stay put, Cas, please?" Dean begged before getting out of the car and heading off into danger.

Cas sat there for a moment. He didn't want to, but he really didn't know what to do. He got out of the car and watched as the firemen put out the fire near the fireworks display. Something must have exploded to cause that big of a fire. Cas looked around as people were rushing to get to safety and that's when he saw the little boy. He had a balloon around his arm and he was alone and crying as people ran past him.

Cas didn't think twice about it. He ran for the little boy and picked him up, bringing him back to the safety of the Impala. He couldn't get the little boy to stop crying long enough to get a name from him. He tried his best to calm him down, but the boy couldn't be consoled. Cas checked him for wounds, thinking that was the reason he was crying, but he didn't see any blood, so he continued to bounce the little boy on his hip, hoping that would calm him eventually until Cas could spot a police officer.

The second he saw one, he called out for the cop. Once the cop had taken the kid, Cas turned to walk back to the Impala, but he saw Dean. Dean was carrying this girl who was bleeding from the head. He was getting her over to an ambulance, her mother behind her wailing and screaming. Cas felt a sense of pride watching Dean.

Dean got them all in the ambulance and turned to see Cas standing there. He walked over to him. "What are you doing?"

"There was a stranded kid. I had to find a police officer. Are you okay?"

Dean nodded. "Yeah, one of the fireworks fell over and everything started going off. They've got everything under control, it looks like."

Cas placed his hand on Dean's chest. "Then let's get out of their way."

Dean gave the scene a once over and saw that everything really was under control, considering the situation. There wasn't much he could do. He nodded and took Cas' hand, but immediately dropped it. "Sorry," Dean said, rubbing the back of his neck with the hand he used to hold Cas'.

"It's okay, Dean. Come on," Cas just wanted to get them away from the scene. He knew Dean was a firefighter, but he didn't really think about how dangerous that really was until just then.

Once they were on the road headed back to Dean's house, Dean asked him. "So are you coming to the wedding tomorrow?"

"I'm going to have to. I don't think you ever learned how to work the volume."

Dean smiled at Cas. "You'll be my date?"

"Already planning for the second one and the first one isn't even over? I must be good."

Dean shook his head. "A simple 'yes', Cas… just a simple 'yes'…"

"Yes," Cas said quickly.

"I'm going to need you to make sure you can control yourself tomorrow, though. I'm going to be in a tux. There's going to be kids there. I don't want you to traumatize them."

Cas laughed at Dean. "You wish."

"Maybe a little," he said shrugging.

Cas scooted over to sit beside Dean. He pressed a few kisses to his neck as he held Dean's hand in his lap. "I'll do my best to contain myself. I make no promises about after the wedding, though."

"I'm going to hold you to that, Cas."

"I hope you hold me to a lot of things," Cas said, looking pointedly at Dean.

Dean smirked. "You're killing me, Cas."

Cas laughed at him. He loved fucking with Dean. He could get used to this.

It's going to be a few days before I can update again. I have to go to Louisiana for a couple of days, but don't worry, it is very much not a hunting trip. I'll be back. There's no reason to go find a family member and come looking for me. ^.^

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