... and I present to you... Chapter 12.

Once Dean got back from dropping Haley off at his parents' house, he was surprised to find a clean kitchen and Cas sitting on the patio out back reading and drinking coffee. He stopped and looked at the view in front of him and goddamn if it didn't feel perfect. He could imagine coming home to this ten – twenty – thirty years from now and getting this same feeling in his gut every damn time.

Dean tossed his keys on the counter and walked out back. He sat down across from Cas at the small table. Cas smiled up at him. "So what do you want to do? This is your last day off for four days."

Dean smirked at Cas. "I could think of a few things…"

Cas closed the book and tossed it on the table. He got up and walked over to the back door, looking over his shoulder, smirking at Dean, before going inside. Dean was out of his seat and pressed against Cas' back before Cas could even get completely in the house. Dean squeezed Cas' hips as they walked in, steering him towards the bedroom. However, before they could make it down the hallway, Dean's phone started ringing.

Cas stopped and Dean frowned. "Let it go to voicemail."

"It could be Sam and Jess," Cas reminded him.

Dean sighed. Cas was right. He walked over to his phone and saw who was calling. "It's Benny."

"I'm not going anywhere, Dean. Answer the phone."

Dean sighed again. He'd much rather get Cas out of his clothes than talk to Benny on the phone. "What?" he asked, answering the phone.

"Oh, I must've interrupted you. Cas there? Tell him I said hi."

Dean looked up at Cas. "Benny says hi," he said, relaying Benny's message. "Now back to the original question. What?"

Benny laughed at Dean. "I'll just cut to the chase. Jo and I are home and you and Cas are going to come out with us tonight. We're going over to Harvelle's to shoot some pool and drink some free beer."

"You know Ms. Ellen hates it when we all go over there and drink."

"Then I'll drink and you wusses can play pool."

"Hold on," he said before putting the phone against his chest. "Do you want to go out tonight? Benny wants to hang out at Harvelle's."

"What's that?" Cas asked as he closed the distance between him and Dean, wrapping his arms around his waist and leaning against him.

"A bar Jo's mom owns."

"Don't you have to get up early in the morning?"

"I do, but we could go hang out for a little while."

"Sure, let's go."

"You sure?"

"Same rules still apply. Still have to keep it publicly platonic."

Dean put the phone back to his ear. "Yeah. Got to make it kind of early though. I have to go to work in the morning."

"Sounds good to me, brother. We'll see you guys around six-ish?"

"Yeah, we'll be there."

Benny and Dean hung up. Dean set his phone back on the counter and wrapped his arms around the man in front of him. "Now, where were we before I got interrupted?"

Cas grabbed Dean's hands and pulled him towards his bedroom as he walked backwards down the hall. "I believe you were steering me towards your bedroom. I'm not sure why, though. Possibly a nap, maybe?"

Dean chuckled. "Sleeping is the last thing on my mind, Cas."

"Then what is on your mind?"

Dean put his hands on Cas' hips again, steering him towards the bed. He didn't answer Cas' question. He pulled Cas against him and kissed him. Their arms snaked around one another, pulling each other as close as possible. Dean's hands slid under Cas' t-shirt, digging his fingers into his back and dragging them down. Dean pulled away long enough to get Cas out of his shirt. Before he could pull Cas back against him, Cas grabbed the bottom of Dean's shirt and hauled it over his head.

Dean loved feeling Cas' hard chest against his, but he had other things in mind. He pushed Cas back. "Sit down," he said softly.

Cas did so, watching Dean as he knelt down in front of him. Dean grabbed the waistband of Cas' pants and boxer briefs, pulling them down a little, giving Cas the hint that even though he just told him to sit down, he needed him to get up for a split second. Once Cas was sitting completely naked in front of Dean, Dean grabbed him behind the neck and pulled him in for a kiss as he started to stroke him.

Cas pulled out of the kiss, sighing against Dean's lips. Dean knew Cas was concentrating too much on Dean's hand to kiss him properly so he moved his lips elsewhere. He started kissing on Cas' neck and chest, rubbing his free hand up and down Cas' leg. He kissed his way down Cas' chest, pushing him back as he went. Cas leaned back on his elbows as Dean's mouth finally found its way to Cas' growing dick.

Dean's blowjobs were the best blowjobs he'd ever gotten. Cas considered himself lucky having this kind of natural talent on his hands. Dean knew just the right amount of teeth to use and how hard to suck and God help Cas when Dean would pull Cas' dick out of his mouth and lick the head of his cock. The best part was Dean would look up at Cas when he did it. The beautiful green eyes and swollen red lips made Cas just want to fuck Dean's mouth. And when Dean did it to Cas just then, Cas grabbed a handful of Dean's hair and held the man's head in place as he started moving his hips.

Cas bit his bottom lips as he started moving Dean's head down every time he brought his hips up. Dean removed one of his hands from Cas' thigh and shoved it into his own pants, pulling his hard cock out to stroke it as Cas continued to pleasure himself. Dean had to pull back when Cas' went a little too far down his throat. He gagged on Cas' cock, which made Cas smirk. "Sorry," he said softly.

Dean chuckled. "No, you aren't."

"Part of me is," Cas told him as he shrugged.

Dean grabbed Cas' cock and licked it from base to tip. "Not this part."

Cas sighed shakily as he shook his head. "No, not that part."

Dean went back to sucking Cas off, grabbing his legs and pushing them back so he could have better access to Cas' balls. Dean pulled back to look at the sight in front of him and Cas could see it in his eyes. Dean wanted to fuck. Cas ran his hand down the side of Dean's face, bringing his eyes up to Cas'. "Soon," Cas told him as he grabbed his hand and pulled Dean onto the bed with him.

"I didn't mean to press– " Dean started to explain.

"I know you didn't," Cas interrupted him, knowing Dean would wait as long as Cas wanted. "I just want to do things the right way with you," Cas explained. "I don't want to rush things," Cas told him, even though he pushed Dean's pants and boxer briefs the rest of the way off.

Dean smirked, pulling Cas against him once Dean was completely naked. "The right way, huh? And this isn't rushing it?"

"Maybe a little, but I think we can make some allowances."

Dean chuckled. "I'll wait as long as you want me to wait, Cas."

"There you go again with the right words and shit," Cas said with a sigh. "That's the reason I don't want to rush it. That's the reason I want to do things right. You're an amazing guy, Dean Winchester."

Dean silenced Cas by kissing him. He never learned how to accept compliments and Cas laying here telling him he was amazing made Dean a little uncomfortable. Dean knew he was a catch that girls – and guys, alike – should consider themselves lucky to have, but hearing someone say that was a totally different feeling, and right now he just wanted to make Cas feel good.

Dean rolled them over, pressing Cas against the mattress as Cas wrapped his legs around him. They continued to kiss languidly as Dean rocked his hips against Cas, rubbing his cock against Cas'. Finally, Dean broke the kiss, trailing his lips down Cas' neck and chest, moving back down Cas' body. Dean kissed and licked Cas' hips, biting Cas softly as he moved closer to his dick. Dean moved around him at first, pressing kisses to Cas' spread thighs, but when Cas whispered please, Dean stopped his teasing and wrapped his lips around Cas' cock.

Dean ran his hands up Cas' sides as he bobbed his head up and down on Cas' hard length. Cas grabbed one of Dean's hands, wrapping his fingers around Dean's as he held onto his hand. Dean brought his other hand down, using it to aid him in the blowjob. Cas didn't last much longer after that, calling out to Dean.

"Dean… Dean…"

Dean pulled back, continuing to jerk Cas off as he moved to kneel in front of him. "Are you going to come for me, Cas?"

"God, yes."

Dean smirked at Cas. His head was thrown back against the mattress, his eyes were screwed shut, and his mouth hung open. The man laid out before him was beautiful. Dean continued to jerk Cas off as he leaned over him, pressing the hand he was holding into the mattress above Cas' head. Dean rubbed his dick against Cas' ass and pressed his lips to Cas' ear. "Do it, baby. Come for me."

The hand Cas had wrapped around the blanket, grabbed Dean's shoulder as he came on Dean's hand and his own chest. Cas vaguely registered the smile he felt pressed against his ear before he felt Dean's lips on his neck. Dean moved his kisses to Cas' collarbone where he licked and sucked on Cas' sweat slick skin. Once Cas had come down from his post orgasmic high, he realized Dean was still hard and pressed against his ass.

"How rude of me," Cas said as he reached down and grabbed Dean.

Dean shivered as Cas started stroking him. "We can worry about me in the shower. Let's go get you cleaned up," Dean suggested.

Cas allowed Dean to pull him to his feet. He wasn't completely ready to be out of Dean's bed. He enjoyed the weight of the other man on top him, but he felt a little bad that he wasn't reciprocating the pleasure Dean bestowed upon him. Cas would make up for it in the shower.

^O^

Cas stood in front of Dean's mirror, inspecting the shirt he had on. It was a little big on him, a little too big, Cas thought. "Dean, you need to start buying smaller clothes."

Dean walked up behind Cas and pressed a kiss to the back of his neck. "Or, you could bring some clothes over here," Dean suggested. "I've got plenty of closet space," he pointed out.

"And that's not rushing things?" Cas joked.

Dean shook his head. "It's practical. If next weekend is anything like this weekend, you're going to spend the entire weekend here again."

"I did, didn't I?"

Dean nodded. "You're staying again tonight, right?"

Cas turned around in Dean's arms, looking into his big green eyes. "Yeah," he said softly.

Dean gave Cas a crooked smile. "Good," he said before kissing his lips. "Then it's only practical for you to have things to wear while you're here."

"Can we stop by my place so I can change? Maybe grab a couple of things?"

"Of course. I'm ready when you are."

^O^

At a quarter past six, Cas and Dean pulled up in Harvelle's parking lot. The second they were out of the car, Dean's phone started ringing. He pulled it out of his pocket to see Benny calling him. Dean answered the phone. "Always the nagging girlfriend," Dean said. "We're here. You'll see me in a damn minute."

"I thought I was going to have to come turn the hose on you two."

Dean's arm shot out to stop Cas from going any further. "Hey, look, Cas and I are still a secret, okay? So, no jokes."

"Still? What in the hell are the two of you waiting on?"

"We can talk about it later, okay? Just no jokes, got it?"

"Well, there goes my fun for the night."

"You'll live. We're in the parking lot. See you in a minute."

Dean hung up and looked at Cas. Cas was looking around. "I know some of these people…"

"Huh? How?"

"They have third graders," Cas said, bringing his eyes back around to Dean.

Dean moved away from him slightly, realizing he was standing too close. "You're a grown up, Cas. You can have a little fun with friends at a grown up establishment."

"I'm not drinking."

"I won't either. Water for the both of us."

Cas nodded. He wasn't sure about this all of the sudden. What seemed like a good idea when presented to him earlier in the day, seemed like a really dumb decision now. Here he was at a bar with his secret boyfriend. It's not an image he wanted to portray to the town of Lawrence.

"Do you not want to do this?"

"No, no. I want to be friends with your friends."

Dean smiled at Cas. "Then let's go inside. Forget about the rest of the people here tonight, Cas. It's just us and our friends."

Cas smiled at Dean, nodding in agreement. Ignore everyone and focus on the ones that mattered. Cas could do that, right? He wasn't so sure he could after he walked inside, and by then it was too late. There were a lot more people inside the bar than the half empty parking lot let on. Cas followed Dean over to the pool table where Benny, Jo, Ash, and Pamela were hanging around.

Benny greeted Dean with a hug. "Where's Sammy?" he asked over the loud music playing on the jukebox.

"Jess' parents got into a car accident last night. He called me about an hour ago, told me they were alright. They're coming home tomorrow."

"Oh man… Where's Haley?"

"She's with Mom. She stayed with Cas and me last night."

Benny smirked. "Practicing?"

"Practicing?" Dean asked in confusion.

"Practicing. You and Cas… with kids."

Dean rolled his eyes. "Dude…"

"I know, I know. No jokes. I couldn't help it. I haven't talked to you in a week, brother. Cut me a little slack."

"No."

Benny rolled his eyes back at Dean. "How is everything? At least tell me that."

Dean looked over at Cas. Jo had pulled him into whatever conversation she was having with Ash and Pamela. "Perfect," he said, looking back at Benny.

Benny smiled at Dean. He hadn't seen that look on Dean's face in a long time. It was a smile he missed seeing. Dean was happy. He was calm. He wasn't worrying about his future or upset about what he felt like he should have but didn't. Everything was in place in Dean's world. Benny clapped his hand on Dean's shoulder. "Perfect."

For the next hour or so, Dean did his best to keep space between him and Cas. There were stolen glances and moments where Dean would butt into whatever conversation someone was having with Cas, but for the most part, he did his best to keep his distance so he didn't do something he wasn't supposed to. However, Cas' patience with this secret relationship business was starting to wear thing thanks to the waitress Dean seemed to be oblivious to.

It started about twenty minutes after they arrived. A waitress came up to Dean to see if he needed anything to drink. Cas watched her, making eyes at his boyfriend. Cas was about to let it roll off his back, but then she touched his arm and winked at him. Cas watched her walk away once she had his drink order, sashaying her hips a little more than necessary. He narrowed his eyes at the sultry minx. He knew then he was going to have to keep his eyes on her.

When he looked over to Dean, he found the freckled face man smirking at him. Dean winked at him before turning his attention back to Benny. Cas knew it was silly to think she was a threat, but he didn't take kindly to anyone flirting with his boyfriend. And for the past hour or so, that's what the girl did: flirt.

Dean finally walked over to Cas and leaned beside him. "Cas, if you look at her any harder, you're probably going to kill her, or at least make her trip."

"… and?" Cas asked. "Wait, so you know she's flirting with you?"

Dean chuckled, shaking his head. "Lisa always flirts with me, Cas. She's been flirting with me since she started working here."

"And you've never…?"

"No."

"Why?"

Dean looked over at her for a second before looking back at Cas. "She's cute and all, but I'd much rather have a tall, blue-eyed, elementary school teacher with a mouth like a Hoover," he said, winking at him before walking back over to the pool table where he was playing Benny.

Cas could feel the blush on his cheeks as he watched Dean walk away. The girl's flirting continued to annoy Cas, but Dean's words bounced around in his head anytime she got near him, and that made him smile.

^O^

Dean sat on the couch at the firehouse. One of the guys had put on some stupid sci-fi movie and everyone was sitting around watching it, giving witty commentary. He was having fun, but he would much rather be with Cas right now. It was Monday and Cas would be getting off work any minute. Dean was hoping he'd get a phone call or text from him.

He knew it was stupid to miss him as much as he did, but he wasn't really ready for the weekend to end when Sunday morning rolled around. They'd had a really fun time Saturday night with his friends and they went back to his place and just laid in bed and kissed and talked until they fell asleep. He really wished he had that to look forward to again tonight, but instead he was here with six other guys watching shitty movies, waiting for a disaster to strike.

When his phone vibrated in his pocket, he was excited. He knew it was Cas. He unlocked his phone and opened his text messages. He smiled when he saw Cas' name, but his smile fell when he read what Cas sent him.

^O^

Cas was happy his work day was over with. It wasn't that it had been stressful or bad, but it just meant one day closer to Dean being off work. When the bell rang at three o'clock, Cas reminded the class not to forget to study for their spelling test tomorrow. He stood by the door and told all the kids goodbye as they walked out, waiting for the few parents that came and retrieved their children from class to show up.

"Excuse me?"

Cas looked out his classroom door to find a blonde lady standing there. She smiled sweetly at him, making him smile back at her. "Yes? Can I help you?"

"I'm here to pick up Haley."

The all too familiar gasp that came from the little girl packing her bag at her desk made him chuckle. He looked at Haley. "Did you forget to give me another note, Haley?"

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Novak! That's Nana. That's my daddy's mommy," she explained to him as she started fishing the note out of her backpack.

He shook his head at the little girl, smiling at her frantic searching… until it dawned on him who exactly was standing at his door. He slowly turned to the door. "Oh," he said softly.

Mary smiled brighter at Cas. "Hi," she said.

"Hi, Mrs. Winchester. It's a pleasure to meet you," he said, sticking his hand out towards her.

Mary laughed softly. "Please, call me Mary," she told him, shaking his hand.

Cas nodded. "Mary," he said. "I'm Cas – "

"I know exactly who you are," she interrupted him. "And the pleasure is all mine," she said, letting go of his hand.

"Here you go, Mr. Novak!" Haley said, thrusting the note into his hand. "I'm really sorry."

Cas chuckled as he looked at the note. "It's okay, Haley, but you really need to start remembering to give me these notes before class."

She looked upset, but she nodded her head. "Yes, sir."

"Go finish packing your bag, sweetheart," Mary told her. Haley nodded and hurried to grab her bag. Mary looked back at Cas. "You know, my son has that same glow to him," she said. "It looks just as good on him as it does on you."

Cas blushed. He looked down at his hands, smiling. "Th – thank you," he said softly.

"You're going to have to come for dinner this weekend. It's been awhile since I've had my boys under one roof," she told him before Haley walked up.

"I'd like that."

"Good," she said before taking her granddaughter's hand. "Tell Mr. Novak goodbye, Haley."

"Bye, Mr. Novak," Haley told him with as much enthusiasm as a scolded puppy.

He waved goodbye to the two of them, taking a moment to process that he'd just met Dean's mother. He quickly walked over to his desk and pulled out his phone and sent Dean a text message: So, I just met your mother…

I'm pretty sure there's a How I Met Your Mother joke in there somewhere, but I'm not funny enough to find it. Maybe something like "It took us twelve chapters to have Cas meet Dean's mom... and that's still faster than the show!"? I don't know. I'll go away now.

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