Chapter 7

This is where they start to be one shots. No major improvements. Enjoy!

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"I apologise, Dean, I-" he was silenced by lips on his, Castiel stood dumbfounded and tense before Dean then relaxed into the kiss. Their lips adjusting as if they had meant to be for each other, Castiel had his arms hanging awkwardly on his sides, Dean was holding his waist and finally Cass gained the courage to touch the other boy; he moved his right hand to the back of Dean's neck pulling him forward. The kiss lasted for a few minutes before they broke apart to breathe; they rested their foreheads together.

Nothing was said after the kiss, Dean let go of Castiel and returned to the living room without looking back at him. A confused Castiel leant against the counter watching Dean leave; he walked upstairs to his room and locked his door. No one noticed Castiel's absence, Dean sat in a corner in silence watching the others play gay chicken and apparently, Crowley was king of gay chicken.

"She was no longer a Princess full of scruples, nor a woman with ever-returning suspicions, but one whose heart had just felt the mortal chill of a wound." he paused his reading, Louise De La Valliere, he put the book down and rubbed his eyes feeling already tired. The others were still making noise downstairs but hopefully he could sleep through it or hope they'd eventually tire and fall asleep. Castiel brushed his teeth going over the kiss he and Dean shared privately in the kitchen, it bothered him why the boy had kissed him but not spoken a word to him of it afterwards. He decided to not worry about it for the moment since there was always a tomorrow for that, the noise downstairs was dimmed a little but they were laughing every now and then. Castiel lay in bed staring at the ceiling trying not to think of anything else but hope sleep would soon claim him.

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"Cassie, wake up!" Gabriel jumped on top of Castiel startling the younger boy, he stood up fast with pain as Gabriel laughed.

"Get off me, Gabriel!"

"Sorry, little bro. I have been assigned to make sure you get up right now." He grinned not moving from his position.

"How will I get up if you are sitting on me, Gabriel?"

"Oh, right." Castiel rolled his eyes and stood up once Gabriel jumped off him to stand by the bed.

"Alright," Castiel sighed, "What is it now? What is it you and the others are planning?"

"What? Nothing, Cassie. Just hurry up, breakfast is ready downstairs." with that, Gabriel skipped out of the room. Castiel sighed again hoping he would be left alone for today, yesterday had been too much for him and too many people for one day, he just wanted to pass the day reading or drawing. He left to the bathroom to shower and get ready.

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"Alright, Dean-o. Here's the deal." said Gabriel as Dean devoured his syrup-drowned waffles.

"What? A deal?"

"Let me speak first." Dean squinted his eyes at him, "So, the guys, meaning Luci, Mikie, Raph, Anna and myself," he pointed his thumbs towards himself, "have prepared a little something for you and Cassie."

"Esplane." he said with a mouthful of food and raised an eyebrow, he swallowed the food with a sip of orange juice.

"Oh yeah, Dean-o, we know you like him and he likes you."

"Wha-!" he spat his orange juice out.

"So, you and Cassie are going to spend the day together because we are kicking you out. So figure out where you guys should go." Dean was still processing what he thought had heard.

"You're saying Cas likes me?" he looked at Gabriel incredulous.

"Isn't obvious? The way you two stare at each other like you're fucking." Dean looked away from Gabriel's gaze blushing. "Besides, didn't you enjoy him licking you all over last night?" Dean sat there opening his mouth trying to find words to say but none came. Gabriel laughed and patted Dean on the back, Dean cleared his throat embarrassed. Michael, Lucifer, Anna and Raphael and Sam were in the living room, the others had left at some point during the morning or very late at night; Castiel came into the kitchen already dressed for the day, Gabriel grabbed his arm and sat him in front of Dean.

"Cassie, your boyfriend here will tell you what I just told him. Have fun!" he smiled wide before skipping out of the kitchen to the living room before Castiel could reply. Dean and Castiel sat there blushing and awkwardly looking at anything but each other.

"Um, I apologise about Gabriel."

"Don't apologise." he smiled at the younger boy, Castiel nodded.

"What is it you have to tell me?"

"Oh, yeah. That." he rubbed the back of his neck, "Uh your brothers are kicking us out. That means you and I have to spend the day together wherever we want." he smiled awkwardly, Castiel was looking at Dean wide eyed.

"Um, why are they doing that?"

"Gabriel said you liked me and…" he looked away nervous, "is that true?" Castiel shifted in his seat nervous but nodded. He waited for Dean's response hoping for the best and was not disappointed when Dean smiled at him. "I like you too, Cas."

"Really?" he bit his lip.

"Yeah." they both smiled staring into each other's eyes for a moment before being interrupted by claps and cheers and the Novaks plus a Winchester walking into the kitchen.

"About time!" said Anna laughing. Castiel and Dean sat there laughing in surprise that they all knew and for being spied on. "Alright, you two. Have any idea where you want to spend the day? We're not letting you in until the end of the day."

"I don't know, um, do you know where you would like to go, Cas?"

"Perhaps the park? We could walk around the lake, I have found that rather pleasant before, that is if you would like."

"That sounds good. We can go there and think of where we want to go next."

"We'll make you guys some sandwiches and snacks to take." clapped Anna excited.

"Thank you, Anna." Castiel nodded towards her. Everyone teamed to prepare snacks, sandwiches, drinks and everything the couple could possibly need for the day. Dean and Castiel tried to help but they were kicked out of the kitchen and forced to sit in the living room by themselves.

September days in Texas were not cold nor hot, rather cool, the skies were clouded but bright. The park was not busy at this time of day which was pleasant for the boys to spend their time without getting any looks from anyone, not that the town was known for being homophobic but there were still a few people who lived with their mind in previous centuries. Sam had been taken home by Michael and explained to Dean's parents where he was. The Impala was parked across from the lake, the two boys walked around the lake making small conversations. Dean carried the basket and refused allowing Castiel to even touch it; they spread a blanket under a tree and sat there.

"Sit closer to me, Cas, I won't bite you." Dean joked, noticing the Castiel sat as far away as possible from him. Castiel moved closer to the older boy but still kept his distance, Dean chuckled and pulled him closer. "You're still too far." Castiel smiled slightly at him, he was a little paler than usual and tense.

"Cas, relax." Dean obviously could see the anxiety in him, Castiel sighed deeply and Dean pulled him close wrapping his arms around him, he relaxed to the warmth of Dean's arms around him and proceeded to hug him back. The more minutes passed, the easier it was for Castiel to be alone with Dean, they spoke and laughed together. Dean noticed how beautiful Castiel was smiling and laughing, the way his flush lips curled up revealing those pearly white and perfect teeth and the twinkle in those beautiful azure eyes he didn't see too often. He was beautiful, too beautiful and how did Dean not notice before? How was it possible for him not to notice Castiel after the many years of knowing the Novaks?

"Gabe and I used to race in the park, I always won." he laughed, "then Sammy would join and we let him win on purpose."

"You and your brother are very close."

"Yeah," he shrugged smiling, "he's the only sibling I have. We used to come here when we were younger, he'd get on the swings. I liked the smile on his face as he said he was flying like Superman. I remember it too, it does feel like flying, doesn't it?"

"I do not know, Dean, I have never been on a swing before and I rarely came here to play as a child."

"Oh, why? I mean, why didn't you ever join us to play? I remember you always distanced yourself somewhere with a book."

"I don't know, Dean. People have always preferred my brother for his extrovert personality. I am perfectly fine with that, attention is not something I want or need."

"Didn't you ever feel lonely though?"

"Not quite, I had books and my sketch journal; they were all I needed for company."

"Oh. I thought, perhaps you didn't like me."

"That is not true, Dean, I have always liked you."

"Always?" Castiel nodded.

"You were the one person I always liked who was around, even if we were not friends."

"Thanks." he smiled and Castiel smiled back.

"That day I realised," he smiled pensive, "I had a crush on you."

"What day exactly?"

"The first day of school, I was going to the library." he smiled wider, "and you stole my first kiss." Dean blushed with an apologetic yet honoured expression.

"Cas, I'm sorry but I don't regret stealing your first kiss."

"I am happy you don't, Dean." they smiled shyly to each other. Dean stood up and extended his hand towards Castiel.

"Come with me."

"Where are we going?" he took Dean's hand and followed.

"To the swings!" he chuckled.

Castiel sat on the swing and held on tightly to the chains a little too nervous. "are you sure this is safe, Dean?"

"Don't let go of the chains and yes, it's safe. You'll see. Ready?" Castiel sighed.

"Yes." Dean gave Castiel a small push to get him in motion, he relaxed and trusted Dean as the swing started to move back and forth faster with each push. He found himself smiling, it was quite…pleasant…fun, actually. Dean gave him one last strong push and Castiel reached an astonishing height up in the air. He kept his legs straight and enjoyed the breeze hitting his face.

"It does feel like flying," he chuckled.

"Isn't it awesome?"

"It is. Would it feel the same if I had wings?"

"I would think so." they had a smile on their faces; Dean because Castiel seemed like a beautiful Angel flying; Castiel because he would remember this moment and it would be one of his favourites in which Dean was a part of. They spent a good amount of time on the swings, each taking turns and laughing every now and then at something humorous only to them.

"Hungry yet?" pushing Castiel on the swing.

"Yes, a little. Help me stop this, please?" he smiled.

"Sure!" he grabbed the chains with a force to keep it from thrusting and walked around facing Castiel to help him get off. Castiel still had a smile on his face when he locked eyes with Dean's, their colour was too entrancing; a tint of green he had never seen in others' before and the only match he could recall was the green colour oil pain the had used on his canvas to paint a landscape of a forest and mountains. It was impossible not to get lost in that beautiful landscape with pines, mountains and a surreal sky that were Dean's eyes. They took his breath away like no other creation ever could. Castiel closed his eyes as warm lips landed on his; they were the second thing he loved most besides Dean's eyes, his soft and full pink lips, that taste that was all Dean which he engraved in his memory, a taste nothing could describe but, it was delightful to him. Simply enjoyable.

Their day was quite perfect and the most fun Castiel had definitely had in his life. They ate lunch at the park from what was prepared in the basket. Later, Dean insisted they rent a boat with the condition he never let go of Castiel since he was terrified but Castiel had found it wasn't so bad when someone held you close like Dean did, he actually enjoyed it.

Dixie Pig's was an eight decades old diner in the outskirts of the town, it stood proud an busy since it was founded, famous for serving the best burgers and pie Dean could have ever had the pleasure of tasting, no other compared and the closest he could dare say it matched was a diner in Kansas they stopped at while visiting family in that state. Dean was smiling ear to ear when he achieved getting Castiel to like cheeseburgers.

"This makes me very happy." Castiel smiled chewing a bite of the burger.

"Wait 'till you try the pie!" he almost squealed. They devoured the burgers and fries enjoying every single bite with happiness. Dean asked for a slice of pie for himself but chose to give it to Castiel, the poor boy had never liked sweets, therefore, had never eaten pie. Poor deprived thing. He grabbed his fork and cut a bite-size piece of pie offering it to Castiel who happily accepted it.

The flavours in his mouth exploded; sweet, sour, cinnamony, the semi-salty crust, it was euphoria in his mouth. Castiel smiled wide at Dean and pulled the plate towards him. "I do like pie very much, Dean." they laughed and shared the pie but ended ordering another piece which Castiel greedily ate most, but it was alright with Dean. Castiel liked pie, he liked pie, Castiel liked him and he liked Castiel. It was perfect.