Rock You Like a Hurricane

by feelskilldthefangirl

What would it be like to know your idol? To go to the very same school as your idol. Dean Winchester knows his idol, but to Castiel Novak, Dean Winchester is just another speck in his every growing crowd of fans. However, this doesn't stop the nerdy Dean Winchester from going to see this small time band 'The Fallen Angel's' live in concert so he can feel just a little closer to his

8. Walking on Sunshine

Saturday rolled around much faster than Dean had expected. By some miracle he had managed to avoid getting wailed on by his bullies for the remainder of the week. That was almost unheard of for Dean. He couldn't remember the last time that he had gone a whole week without getting punched at least once, maybe he had never gone that long.

Dean had to thank Castiel for this strange calm. Throughout the week Cas had barely let Dean out of his sight for longer than he had to (not that Dean was complaining or anything, he just wasn't used to it).

Cas had insisted on walking Dean to all his classes. In the morning Cas would walk Dean to first block then rush off to his own class, which was on the other side of the school. Then, when the block ended, Cas would be waiting for him outside of Dean's classroom, ready to walk him to second block. This pattern continued throughout the day. Somehow Cas always managed to be outside of Dean's classroom when the bell would ring, no matter how far away his classroom was.

At first, Dean had tried to tell Cas that he didn't need to walk with him to all his classes, but Cas had insisted. Dean truly appreciated the company; normally he had no one to talk to between classes, so it was a nice change. In the beginning, Dean couldn't quite understand why Cas was so insistent on walking with him. Yeah, him and Cas were dating now, but it was still a secret and Dean honestly couldn't understand why Cas would even want to be seen with him.

By the end of the week however, Dean felt that he had put the pieces together. This had to be a result of him getting beat up in the bathroom last week. When Dean thought back over things he realized that had been the last day anyone had fucked with him.

'Seeing me get beat up last week must had really shaken Cas up. I guess he's guilty and this is how he's dealing with it.' Dean thought to himself. It was the only logical way that Dean could explain Castiel's sudden reluctance to let him be by himself. Cas probably didn't really want to be seen with Dean, but this was the only way to clear his conscience. After a week or two Cas would probably stop walking with him, but Dean would completely understand. Nobody in their right minds should want to be seen with Dean Winchester, not if they valued their own popularity and safety anyways.

Dean chose to push that thought aside for the time being. Instead he would just enjoy Castiel's company (and the break from his bullies) for as long as it lasted.

To make his week even better, Amara hadn't been at school since her first day. It was like she had just dropped off the map. So Dean didn't have to deal with her bullshit. That honestly took a lot of stress off of Dean's shoulders. He wasn't sure if he could have put up with her flirty crap all week.

Dean assumed that she had probably gotten sick or something. He wouldn't be surprised if she had picked up one of the many bugs that were currently going around school. In the back of Dean's mind he hoped that Amara had just decided to drop out altogether. If Dean never saw Amara again, that would still be too soon.

'Maybe she died' Dean remembered thinking during class one day.

No sooner than the thought had crossed his mind, Dean felt guilty. He couldn't believe that he let the thought cross his mind. Yeah Dean totally hated her, but he honestly had no valid reason to want her dead. She hadn't actually done anything to him; she was just like all the other snobby, stuck up girls at his school. The only difference was that she was showing a romantic interest in him. Honestly, Dean had no idea what Amara saw in him. He was just so plain and boring, she should be running after Cas, Gabriel, or Balthazar like every other girl in the school always did.

The amount of attention that she had shown Dean was discomforting. He was probably just over reacting like usual, but still… Dean couldn't shake the feeling that something off about her. As of now, that would be a problem for another time.

Dean knew that he couldn't avoid his problems forever, but he sure would try running from them.

Today was one of those days where he was running from his problems. Dean brushed away his dark thoughts and tried to focus on more positive things, like band practice.

Today was the first real day of band practice, so he had to be on top of things.

Finally he was going to get a chance to learn some real stuff from the band and maybe play an easy song or two. He always wondered what bands did during practice.

Though out the week Dean had been practicing a small list of songs on the guitar and he felt that he was actually doing pretty well. During the week Castiel had given Dean short list of easy songs to learn on guitar. Since then, Dean had been using his free time to practice. As soon as he finished all his homework for the day, Dean would be in his room, practicing as much as possible. He really wanted to impress the others with his playing ability.

Today would be the day that he could finally prove himself to the band. Dean couldn't wait.

"Come on Sam, get your ass down here or I'm leaving without you!" Dean shouted to his brother from the bottom of the stairs.

"Give me a minute! I'm looking for my calculator!" Sam called back.

"Well hurry the fuck up!" Dean groaned in irritation. "We're wasting daylight here!"

Like always, Sam was running behind. They weren't really on any time constraints, Cas had told him to come over any time after two thirty, but Dean was impatient. He was ready to start practice (and see Cas). It was already past three and Dean was growing anxious. He had already texted Cas and told him that they would be headed that way soon, but Sam was taking forever.

Dean would be willing to bet on his car that Sam's calculator was hidden somewhere under a pile of dirty shirts or something. Sam was one of the messiest motherfuckers that Dean had ever met. He was surprised that Sam was even able to find a way to his bedroom door in the morning.

"I'm trying!" Sam shouted back. Dean had told Sam that he would need to bring his homework to practice. He knew that Sam had a lot to get done, so if he wanted to come to the band practice he would have to at least do a little bit of homework. Sam hadn't been too happy at the time, but apparently he really wanted to come, so he followed Dean's instructions with a lost less bitching that expected.

"Try harder!" Dean huffed as he plopped down onto the stairs to wait for his brother.

There was a loud crashing sound followed by Sam swearing loudly. Dean shook his head in disbelief. This is why Sam needed to clean his room more often. Sam's tall, gangly body made him such a klutz and he was always knocking things over or stepping on something important. You'd think after a while he'd actually try cleaning up, so he could avoid that altogether.

Dean rested his head on his hands and silently waited for Sam to finally join him. He had to come downstairs eventually.

About ten minutes later Sam came clambering down the stair, his hair a totally mess and his back pack over flowing with papers and books.

"Finally!" Dean exclaimed as he quickly jumped to his feet.

"Shut up jerk." Sam said, smacking the back of Dean's head with his hand as he passed. "I didn't take that long."

"Yeah you did, bitch!" Dean protested as he chased after his brother. Sam tossed his book bag down and quickly sped away from Dean. Sam was much faster than Dean; sometimes he got up extra early in the morning just so he could go running. Sam was such a health nut. Sometimes he tried to convince Dean to go running to, but Dean insisted that watching Netflix was more important than running.

Dean was panting hard as he tried to keep up with Sam, but today, Sam's clumsiness worked in Dean's favor. He was able to catch his brother when he got off balanced and crashed into their kitchen table.

Dean quickly ruffled Sam's hair messing it up even more before he let Sam go. That was payback for making Dean wait so long.

While Sam bitched at Dean for screwing up his hair, Dean just laughed and grabbed his guitar.

"It was already a mess man. Come on Sammy! Let's hit the road already!" Dean insisted as he started moving towards the doors.

"Well someone is excited." Sam smirked as he picked himself up off the floor. "Are you more excited to play guitar or suck face with your boyfriend?"

"Fuck off." Dean grumbled, feeling his face flush red. Throughout the week Sam had been continually making comments about him and Cas. It was already starting to get a little old. This is why he didn't want anyone to know about their relationship.

Sam snickered under his breath but dropped the subject, before Dean started to complain.

Dean shot Cas a quick message telling him that they were leaving. Then he ushered Sam into the car they were off, music blaring at full blast.

They reached the Novak house in record time.

When they arrived, Cas, and Gabriel were outside waiting for them. Dean's face broke into a huge cheesy grin as he pulled into the driveway.

Cas looked perfect as usual. His messy blue and black hair falling into his beautiful eyes and his silver body piercings made Dean weak in the knees.

'How was it possible for one person to look so perfect' Dean thought to himself in awe.

Gabriel, who was standing beside Cas, started waving eagerly. Gabriel face light up when he saw Sam sitting in the passenger's seat.

Cas was shaking his head and laughing at his brother's behavior while Dean and Sam clambered from the car.

Gabriel ran forward to pull Sam protectively into his arms.

"You didn't tell me that my little moose was coming with you!" Gabriel exclaimed playfully as he narrowed his eyes at Dean.

"Well that's because I didn't think he was going to come at first." Dean gave a sidelong glance at Sam, "But he insisted on coming so I told him that he had to do his homework."

"Yeah thanks for that mom." Sam smirked and rolled his eyes at Dean.

"Such a kill joy Dean." Gabriel shook his head in shame as he dragged Sam inside. "Making the kid do his homework instead of having fun with us? How dare you?"

Dean followed after them, laughing softly.

When Dean got into the entryway he looked over at Cas. Cas had been waiting for Dean patiently while he joked with Sam and Gabriel, but now that they were closer Cas pulled Dean into a long, soft kiss.

Dean took a deep breath of air. Somehow Cas always smelled of something sweet and intoxicating. It was like a mixture of honey, pie, and the blue berry scented hair dye that he used.

Dean was pretty sure that he could get drunk off that smell.

Their lips moved together in sync as they lost themselves in each other. Dean tried to forget that they were still kinda outside and anyone could see them.

Some small part of Dean's brain told him that he should be worried that someone would see this kissing them while another part of him wanted to hold onto this moment for as long as possible.

In this brief moment Dean tried to pretend that the two of them were a normal couple. A little normalcy in his life would be very nice right about now.

"So are you two bloody idiots gonna start having sex on the porch or are you gonna let me inside?" someone asked from beside them.

Dean jumped in surprise and quickly moved back from Cas. A deep flush grew on his cheeks as he turned to face Balthazar.

"I would have come earlier if I had known there was a show going on." Balthazar continued, laughing as he brushed by the two of them and stepped into the house

"Well you better pay up then, this show ain't free." Cas shot back.

Dean swore that Castiel was blushing now too. He couldn't be sure though since Cas ushered Dean into the house before he could get a good look.

Cas quickly followed Dean inside and shutting the front door behind them. Dean waited silently for Cas until he stepped beside him. Then together the two of them made their way into the kitchen with everyone else.

"Hey Gabe, hey Long Legs." Dean heard Balthazar say.

"You're actually on time today? Holy shit!" Gabriel said to Balthazar as Dean and Cas joined the others.

"I have my moments." Balthazar snickered. He winked and added, "But hey, don't expect this to be a reoccurring thing."

Gabriel smirked as he popped some food into his mouth.

"Want something to eat Dean?" Gabriel offered as he held something out to him.

"What is it?" Dean asked, stepping closer.

"Brownies!" Gabriel chirped happily.

As Dean moved closer he saw that the entire kitchen counter was filled with various dishes of food. There was pie, brownies, cake, chips, soda and so much more. The counter was almost over flowing with the amount of food that was crammed onto it.

Dean couldn't believe how much food there was.

"Dean you have to try the brownies! Gabriel is an amazing cook!" Sam said, practically drooling as he spoke. Dean laughed at his brother, he was just as happy as Dean to see this much cooked food. Sam normally wasn't one to eat a bunch of junk food, but he had his moments. At the moment Sam had a full plate of food in front of him and he was stuffing his face happily.

He and Sam always had a fair amount of food at their own house, but they never bought any of the good, name brand foods or sweets. Normally they just stuck to microwavable foods since it was easier for them, so cooked meals were usually out too. Dean was usually the one to do all the shopping so he had to save money where ever he could. John didn't really leave him much money for the real stuff since he spent most of their cash to fuel his drinking habits.

For all Dean's silent complaints about their crappy food, John always made sure that there was money to buy food, just not the good brands. Dean was glad that he could keep all of their bellies filled.

"Believe me I know. His cooking is awesome!" Dean said. His mouth began to water just from the memory of that amazing chocolate pie he had the last time he was here. There was no doubt in his mind that Gabriel was a damn good cook.

"Why did you make so much food?" Sam asked curiously, as he looked up at Gabriel.

Cas and Balthazar both laughed while they got platefuls of food.

"This is something you should get used to." Cas said with a smirk.

Balthazar chimed in and said, "Yeah, he does this anytime there is a band practice, or whenever he gets bored."

"Seriously?" Dean asked as he looked towards Gabriel.

"Yep!" Gabriel exclaimed cheerfully. "I gotta keep everyone fed. After all, it sucks to play music on an empty stomach."

"Please," Balthazar snorted, "Your stomach is always empty mate. I swear the only thing you ever do is eat. I can't imagine why you're always so hungry."

As everyone talked, Dean picked up a plate too and began to grab a little bit of everything. He never turned down food, especially pie.

"You're just jealous Balthy!" Gabriel snickered. "Besides, you practically live off my cooking so don't start bitching about it."

Balthazar glared at Gabriel. "How many bloody times to I have to tell you to stop calling me that you prat?"

Gabriel stayed silent but smirked in triumph as he took another bite of brownie.

Cas stepped beside Dean and threw his arms around his shoulders.

Dean turned to look at Cas and found that their faces were much closer than he expected.

Everyone else seemed to fade out around Dean and the only other person in the room seemed to be Cas. He even forgot about the food that he had been planning on eating. The air grew thick and hot as he stared into Castiel's pearly blue eyes. Dean almost felt like Cas was gazing deep into his soul.

Dean smiled and blushed, Cas was too much for him to handle. His eyes dropped down to Castiel's lips as his tongue darted out to moisten his lips.

Dean almost purred with delight. Everything about Cas drove him crazy. He watched as Castiel's tongue swept across his shiny lip piercing, pulling it into his mouth just a little.

How had he gotten with such an amazing guy? Not to mention that Cas wasn't just an amazing guy, he was the guy that Dean had been dreaming of dating for year. He was still waiting for the other shoe to drop. Something had to give there was no way that Dean could have gotten this lucky. Out of all the hot, beautiful girls at school Dean had gotten with Cas.

Dean knew he looked like a potato compared to the other people at school. Their school was filled with so many hot guys and girls, why had Cas chosen to date him? Dean was still convinced that this was a trick or a dream.

Maybe his guardian angel was finally helping him out for once. It was about damn time.

Dean's heart was pounding as Castiel leaned in closer. Dean could smell minty toothpaste on his breath as his breath washed over Dean's skin.

Dean chewed on his lip, biting down slightly to hold back his desperate gasp.

When Castiel's lips brushed across Dean's, he felt sparks explode across his body. Their earlier kiss had been interrupted by Balthazar but now they were getting a chance to continue it. Dean had actually kinda forgotten that they weren't actually alone in the room. Cas just seemed to have that effect on people. He could probably make Dean forget his own name if they kissed long enough.

Dean pulled Castiel's lower lip into his mouth as they kissed. He pulled lightly at the piercing on his lip; his tongue tracing it curiously. Since Cas was the first person he had ever kissed, there were still a lot of things he was getting used to.
The piercing just added an extra twist of thrill and pleasure.

Castiel moaned softly against Dean's mouth as he pulled at the piercing. His tongue ran across Dean's lips, hungrily begging for entrance.

Eagerly Dean parted his lips to allow Cas to have the access that he wanted so desperately.

Castiel's tongue eagerly explored every inch of Dean's mouth. He let the ball of his tongue piercing tickle the roof of Dean's mouth. It was unlike anything he had ever felt before.

The feeling of the smooth metal was driving Dean crazy. He could feel the heat of arousal pooling in his stomach. Dean desperately wanted to take this further than just kissing. He wanted to feel every part of Cas pressing against his body. Dean wanted to trace his fingers along the most intimate parts of Cas. He wanted to take Cas apart with soft touches and open mouthed kisses all across his body. Dean wanted to show Cas just how special he was in the most personal way possible.

Dean remembered just how close they had come to actually doing that the first time he came over here to see Cas. Why had been stupid enough to refuse an amazing offer like that? Dean was such an idiot. What if he never got the chance to do that again?

The sound of someone clearing their throat drew Dean back to reality.

It was as if that noise had broken some kind of spell. All at once Dean remembered that they weren't alone in the room. There were three others in the room, including Sam. Dean felt his cheeks heating up again, but this time it wasn't from arousal.

Dean pulled back, breaking the kiss with Cas.

Cas made a displeased sound as the two of them broke apart.

"Thank God." Gabriel groaned. "I thought you two were actually going to start stripping down right in front of us!"

Dean refused to make eye contact with anyone and forced himself to focus on the untouched food on his plate.

"I thought I was going to be sick once they started using tongue." Balthazar snorted.

"Aw shut up, I know you wanted to be right in the middle of that love sandwich Balthazar." Gabriel teased.

"Yeah, says the one who was gawking at them and practically drooling all over himself." Balthazar retorted.

Sam just remained silent, and Dean didn't dare look up at him. He was scared of what he might see on his brother's face. Dean knew that Sam said he was okay with Dean's sexuality, but he just had a difficult time believing it.

Dean looked down at the plate of food in front of him chose to stay silent. He leaned forward, his right arm resting along the counter while he moved food around his plate with the left. His face was burning with heat. 'I can't believe I just made out with Cas in front of Sam… in front of anyone. What the fuck is wrong with me?' Dean thought to himself. He was horrified by his own boldness.

'What happened to my common sense? Just two weeks ago I never would have even dreamed of doing something like that!' Cas literally had the power to make Dean completely forget where he was. That was a bad thing. That was a very bad thing.

Dean couldn't let himself lower his guard like that. He would be too vulnerable. He couldn't let that happen, because would only lead to trouble. His own obsession with Cas was dangerous and Dean knew it. He was just having a hard time caring about what the consequences could be.

Dean's shy embarrassment had caused him to kinda lose his appetite. He tried not to linger on his own stupidity, but right now that wasn't working too well.

After a second, Dean felt Castiel's lay over his. His fingers tangle with Dean's and Cas give his hand a reassuring squeeze. It was like Cas could sense just how upset he was about this.

Dean needed to keep himself in check better next time. He couldn't let his emotions show like this. That was far too dangerous.

Hesitantly Dean looked up at the other three. His eyes immediately fell onto Sam who looked both smug and disgusted. Dean's blush grew even deeper as he attempted to read his brothers thoughts. They knew each other well enough to get a pretty good idea of what the other was thinking. Judging by the look on Sam's face, Dean was pretty sure that he knew what Sam was thinking and he didn't wanna hear it.

"Don't say it Sammy." Dean grumbled. He knew it was coming anyways, but maybe just this once Sam would keep his trap shut.

His hopes were in vein.

"Say what?" Sam asked his smile growing even larger as he feigned innocence.

"I dunno man… some sort of smug comment about me and Cas." Dean said as he pursed his lips. He knew he should just give up now. Sam was probably just going to say it anyways

Dean's focus shifted away from Sam for a second as Cas moved closer to him. He could feel Castiel pressing against his side, practically leaning on Dean for support. God… even small touches like this was enough to drive Dean crazy.

Sam laughed, bringing Dean back to the present as he said, "What you mean? Something like, 'when told you the food was good I didn't mean Castiel's face.'"

Dean flinched and pursed his lips. Yep, there it was, a typical Sam comment.

"Yeah, that's exactly the kind thing that I meant, bitch." Dean groaned in embarrassment. He covered his face with his free hand and wished that he could just disappear forever.

"Jerk." Sam retorted. "You're the one who started sucking face when everyone was eating. I call that payback."

Dean felt Castiel's lips press against the side of his head.

"Don't let them get to you Dean." Cas said loudly enough for everyone to hear. "They're just jealous."

Dean leaned closer to Castiel, although his mind was telling him to take a step away to avoid more embarrassment. Castiel the moved so he could snake one arm behind Dean. His hand came to rest against Dean's hip. He could feel his fingers curl around his him, holding him close.

Dean had to resist the urge to moan. Castiel's long sharp fingers were pressing firmly into Dean's side and drawing little patterns onto his skin.

"So do we need to get you two a room before you start fucking on the counter?" Gabriel asked, looking mostly at Cas now.

"Uh... no... We're umm... we're good..." Dean stuttered. Although, even as Dean spoke he felt his downstairs brain was disagreeing with his upstairs one.

"Yeah Gabe, we're alright for now, but later on might be a different story" Cas teased Gabriel.

Gabriel gave his little brother a knowing smirk and said, "Yeah whatever you say."

"Oh my God, just- just stop, please." Sam muttered as he stifled a snort of laughter. Dean was honestly thinking the same thing as Sam. Gabriel literally said whatever was on his mind, not matter how brash or embarrassing it was.

"What? It's just sex! Nothing to be shy about!" Gabriel exclaimed the smile on his face growing larger as both Dean and Sam blushed now. Sam was normally pretty bold, and it was hard to make him blush, but Gabriel was truly hitting the mark with this. "It's a beautiful, magical act of nature and it feels like pure heaven."

Dean and Sam were speechless. They had no idea what to say next and their uncertainty hung in their air.

There was a strange tension in the air around them and Dean was sure that everyone in the room could feel it.

In the silence of the room Castiel suddenly reached forward and plucked a chocolate covered strawberry straight from Gabriel's plate.

The tension broke, and the strained moment passed in a rush of air as Gabriel exclaimed "Hey, get your own." he pointed to a full plate of the treats sitting right beside Castiel's arm. "There are more right there dude!"

"Yeah well, I wanted this one though." Cas said with a shrug.

"You're such as asshole Cas." Gabriel complained as he grabbed a fresh new strawberry. Apparently he didn't see the point in fighting to get his back from Cas.

Dean turned to ask Cas something but his mind blanked when he saw him. He watched Cas in rapt as he ate the strawberry. Dean's mouth actually started to water while Cas bit into the red fleshy surface of the strawberry. He could hear the chocolate shell covering the berry crack as Castiel's teeth pulled at it. He had never known how anyone considered eating food to be sexy, but shit, he totally understood now.

Dean had to breathe deeply to steady himself. 'How the fuck does Cas make eating look so fucking hot? What the fuck? Is Cas even human?' Dean's mind was racing, saving this image in his mind for later.

Dean felt a flash of anger when Cas gave him a sidelong glance. There was a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. Then the fucker winked. He fucking winked at Dean.

Cas was doing this shit on purpose. Cas was actually trying to give Dean an awkward boner in front of everyone. What an asshole, this was going to call for some well-deserved payback later on.

Dean felt a shiver pass down his spine as Castiel's hand suddenly slid off his hip and into his back pocket. He could now feel Castiel lightly pinching his ass from inside his pocket.

Cas really was trying to kill him. Dean's mind was racing and his heart was pounding in his throat now. Cas was going to give him a fucking heart attack by the end of the day.

Dean tried his best to control himself as he nibbled slowly on the plate of food in front of him. He refused to look at Cas now. He just couldn't, not unless he wanted to be visited by the awkward boner fairy.

Finally, Dean was able to let out a sigh of relief when Gabriel suggested that head into the garage. They needed to get warmed up so they could start practice before it got too late.

Cas slowly removed his hand from Dean's back pocket, trailing his hands across Dean's ass just to tease him. Dean shivered and bit his lip to keep from moaning.

Then, the five of them ventured out of the kitchen, full and happy and wandered off to the garage.

When Dean and Sam entered the garage their jaws dropped.

This was easily a two cars into the garage, possibly three if you were a good enough driver. However, it looked nothing like a garage anymore. The garage had been turned into a full on man cave. It seemed like the longer you looked the more details seemed to stand out. The walls were painted a deep gray color with bright colorful LED lights hanging up close to the ceiling. Band equipment was strewn across the room and sheet notes were littering the floor. The room a little on the messy side, but it was almost like an organized mess. Everything seemed to have its place, even the random papers scattered throughout the room.

On one side of the garage, there was a nice drum set, a small collection of guitars and a microphone stand. Along with the instruments, there was also recording equipment that they used to help create their music. Dean knew that Castiel and his family had a lot of money, but damn, that recording equipment alone had to cost a couple thousand dollars at least! They must use some of the money they make off of their shows to buy all of this stuff.

Moving towards the other side of the room there was a small lounge area to sit down at. It looked very warm and inviting, perfect for song writing or just hanging out and playing cards together. A large rug had been spread out on the floor. On top of the rug were two small love seats that were facing each other. In the middle of the chair was a brown coffee table littered with papers and empty soda cans. There was even a PlayStation 4 nearby, complete with four beanbag chairs and a large flat screen TV. This was literally any teenage boys dream room. Cas and Gabriel had really taken the word 'garage band' and moved it to a whole new level.

"Damn… This is the coolest thing I've ever seen!" Sam said in awe.

Cas snickered and looked around at their surroundings. "Yeah, you can thank Gabriel the idea of setting up shop in the garage. He was the one who wanted to stay out here."

"This is amazing…" Dean practically whispered. This was officially the best place in the world.

"Now you see why I always wanna be over here?" Balthazar exclaimed. "This place is bloody brilliant!"

"Yeah, well it's great until winter comes. This room isn't heated very well so we freeze our fucking balls off." Cas joked.

"Eh, technicalities." Gabriel hummed with a dismissive shrug. "We're still working on getting some good heating in here."

"I think I could deal with a little bit of cold if I got to be a room like this all the time." Sam said with a laugh.

Cas simply rolled his eyes and smirked, "Yeah, we'll see if you're staying that when winter comes."

While the others were distracted Dean shifted slightly closer to Cas. Dean made sure that their arms brushed together and stayed that way. Just being close to Cas helped comfort him though. Dean could feel heat radiating in the space between them. It almost seemed as if there was an electric spark hanging in the air around him.

They all moved slowly away from the garage door and over to the lounge area on the other side of the garage. As they walked Dean got up his nerves and quickly reached out to grasp Castiel's hand. Dean was blushing as their hands tangled together, but he felt a sense of pride that he was able to do this now.

Dean swore that he heard Castiel's breathe hitch in response, but Balthazar's began to talk and made it hard for Dean to tell.

"Well you can thank me for the good taste in decorating." Balthazar said as he turned to look over at Dean as Cas.

There was a cocky smirk on his face as he spoke. Dean watched his eyes dart down to their interlaced fingers which only made the smile grow bigger. Fortunately, Balthazar refrained himself from making any comments at the moment.

"You designed all this?" Dean asked in admiration.

"No, I merely snapped my fingers and let the room design itself." Balthazar said sarcastically. "Of course I designed it, those two wankers have about as much creativity as a naked mole rat when it comes to interior decorating."

Dean put one hand up defensively as he held back a snort of laughter. Naked Mole Rat? Sometimes he wondered how Balthazar even thought of this shit.

"Naked mole rat my ass!" Gabriel shot back with a pout on his full lips. "At least I have a sense of style! I don't wear a dumb V-neck shirt all the time."

"Is that the best comeback you got?" Balthazar sniffed. "I don't think you could find a good insult if it bite you in the arse."

"Oh cram it with walnuts you French douche." Gabriel grumbled.

"Okay, knock it off you two." Cas snapped. He was clearly tired of the pointless bickering. "You two can work out whose junk is bigger later."

As the playful jabs died down Dean and Cas sat down on one of the loveseats, their hands still laced together.

Gabriel and Balthazar glared at each other but seemed to make a silent truce as they sat down on the other loveseat. That left Sam standing awkwardly in between the two sofas wondering where he should sit.

"There's space over here Sam." Cas said.

Cas let go of Dean's hand and instead threw his arm over Dean's shoulder instead. Dean shifted closer to Cas so Sam would have some room if he wanted to sit. Castiel's arm added a nice weight to his shoulders.

Sam made a distasteful look and said, "No offence Cas, but I don't wanna get stuck beside you guys during a make out session or something."

"Fair enough." Cas hummed in acknowledgement.

Sam then grabbed a beanbag chair to sit on instead. It actually looked pretty comfortable. Dean and Sam had both always wanted a beanbag chair.

"Hey, whoa, what are we? Chopped liver? This sofa is the same size as theirs so there is plenty of room over here with us!" Gabriel protested. He patting the sofa he was sitting on for emphasis.

"I'm not so sure about that…" Sam was eyeing the sofa and judging how much sitting room there was. Yes their sofas were the same size, but Gabriel and Balthazar weren't sitting nearly as close together as Dean and Cas were.

Dean had to agree with his brother on this one. Unless all three of them were cool with snuggling up together, than there would be no room for Sam to sit.

"Trust me Sam!" Gabriel said. There was a pleading look on Gabriel's face as he spoke.

Finally, Sam let out a sigh and moved closer to Gabriel. "Move your ass over." Sam grumbled.

However, Gabriel didn't move over. Instead Gabriel leaned forward and wrapped his arms around Sam's waist, dragging him down to sit on his lap. Sam let out a surprised squeak of terror as Gabriel pulled him down.

"Gabe!" Sam gasped in shock. "What the hell man?"

"I told you there was room!" Gabriel cackled happily. His arms were wrapped firmly around Sam's waist and there was a shit eating grin on his face.

"Yeah, I thought you meant next to you, not on you!" Sam complained with a defeated huff. "Your legs are too bony…"

"Tough shit" Gabriel was laughing now. "I mean, come on you're one to talk; your ass is pretty fucking bony too. "

Sam squirmed on Gabriel lap as he tried unsuccessfully to get himself free. "Come on, why can't you just let me sit next to you instead?"

"Oh stop your bitchin." Gabriel said with a snicker. He was still holding tightly on Sam to keep him in place.

While the others were distracted, Castiel letting his hands trail softly along Dean's leg. From the corner of his eye, Dean could see Castiel start to smirk. Dean was both turned on and horrified. He loved the feel on Castiel's fingers brushing along his skin, but fuck, the others would be able to see them so easily. Part of him wanted to stop Cas, but the feeling was so wonderful. In the end, he let Cas continue. Then, to add to the sensation, Cas started to run his fingers slowly along the back of Dean's neck. If Dean closed his eyes it would be so easy to just fall asleep right here. Castiel made him feel so safe and free.

Castiel quickly but casually pulled his hand away from Dean's leg when Sam made a loud squeak sound.

Dean looked up to see his brother glaring at Gabriel with narrowed eyes. "I swear Gabriel; you better have a fucking banana in your pocket."

Gabriel grinned sheepishly up at Sam and said, "Nah, not this time buddy. I'm just real happy to see you."

"Argh." Sam groaned and tried to get away again.

Gabriel winced slightly when Sam moved this time, but still refused to let Sam leave. Sam hadn't missed look that crossed Gabriel's face so he smirked and said, "That's what you get for making me sit here douche."

"Well you shoulda known better Samsquatch! I mean, you squirm around like that on another man's lap and you're bound to get a reaction from him."

Sam rolled his eyes and said, "Will you just move the fuck over? If you don't I'll make it so you have to get up and go change your pants."

Gabriel's cheeks turned red at Sam's words. He finally released Sam and scooted over to make room for him.

After some readjusting the three boys were slightly squished, sitting side by side on the sofa. Sam was now in the middle. He had Balthazar sitting on one side and Gabriel (who had his hands halfheartedly covering up the obvious bulge in his pants) on the other side.

"I think were gonna need a bigger sofa now." Cas joked as he looked across at the others.

"Nah, I think we're fine little bro." Gabriel smirked. He removed one hand from where it was covering his crotch and threw it over Sam's shoulders, "Aren't we Sammich?"

"Oh yeah… this is wonderful…" Sam grumbled.

Dean couldn't help but notice that now Sam was blushing too. However, Dean couldn't tell if Sam's face was red from struggled to get free or if it was caused by something else entirely.

"Eh, don't worry mate, you'll get used to it." Balthazar said as he clapped his hand down onto Sam's leg. "It's great down here."

"Yeah, you guys seriously have it made down here!" Dean exclaimed. He was still shocked by the pure size of the garage and what it had been turned into.

"That's one of the perks of being in a band." Gabriel joked, "You get to have a cool pad to rock out in."

"So how do you like this so far Deano?" Balthazar asked, "Too much for you yet?"

Dean shook his head. "No not at all!" he smiled happily. "This is amazing!'

"Well you can come by anytime Dean." Gabriel said, "Both of you can. Me Casa es su Casa. Plus, I'm sure Cassie wouldn't mind if his boyfriend was over here all the time."

Dean's cheeks flushed. Once again he was the subject of a joke, but he honestly wouldn't mind spending more time over here with Cas.

"At least I have people who wanna be around me." Cas remarked with a wink at Gabriel.

"Aw shut your trap, Dean just hasn't realized how annoying you are yet." Gabriel shot back with a dismissive wave.

'Annoying? Cas? No possible.' Dean thought to himself. He was pretty sure that it would be impossible to find anything annoying about Cas.

Once everyone had settled down they all looked over some sheet notes and ran through what they were going to do today. Cas had gotten up and started to set up the area where they would be practicing. Meanwhile, Gabriel and Balthazar were busy finding new sheet music for Dean.

"More sheet notes?" Dean asked in exasperation. "I've barely managed to get through the ones that Cas already gave me!"

Gabriel rolled his eyes and smirked, "Oh stop your bitching Dean. You'll need them eventually."

Dean tightened his lips and slowly took the music sheets. He looked down at them and all the different notes on them. They looked a lot more complex than the original music that Cas had given him. Dean honestly had a lot of trouble reading sheet music. He had never really learned to read it. He was a little shy to admit this or ask Cas for help. Instead, Dean had been looking up videos on YouTube. He found that it was much easier to copy things from the videos than to try and read music. It was like a totally foreign language to him.

Dean stood and moved to put his new music sheets by his guitar case.

Once he put the music away he glanced over at Cas and saw him flipping through a music book. Castiel seemed so peaceful, like he was in another world.

His intense blue eyes hungrily scanned each page, reading the music notes with a practiced ease. Castiel's dark hair hung low and framed his tanned face nicely. The ends of the blue tips hung almost in Castiel's eyes as he read. 'He is everything I ever dreamed of being. Cas is so smart, he's talented as fuck, popular, and a badass in every sense of the word.' Dean thought to himself in silence. 'I don't deserve him, but I'm too selfish to let him find someone better than me.'

Suddenly Cas looked feeling someone watching him. His eyes filled with surprise when he met Dean's emerald green eyes. A small smiled tugged at the corner of Castiel's lips as his face flushed a nice shade of pink.

"What are you staring at?" Cas asked Dean in a low voice. Dean was close enough to Cas that he was the only one who could hear him talking.

"You." Dean whispered back with a small shrug.

Cas chuckled lightly as he asked, "Why?"

It was Dean's turn to blush now. Cas had just looked so calm in that moment, and Dean wanted to hold onto that image for the rest of his life.

Dean dropped his eyes, chewing on his lower lip as he tried to think of a good response. "I dunno… I guess you just looked really… adorable and I couldn't help myself."

"Adorable?" Cas questioned with an amused look on his face.

Dean smirked back at Cas. C could see the appreciation and love that Castiel felt, held in those deep soulful eyes.

"Yeah, adorable, perfect, beautiful…" Dean breathed. "You just seemed so… in the moment. It was kinda hot too." he admitted.

Castiel's cheeks were on fire now, but he could see the clear arousal in his eyes.

"You are something else, you know that Winchester?" Cas said, shaking his head in disbelief. He stepped closer to Dean, making the space between them smaller. "God… why are you so attractive?"

Dean held back a snort of disbelief. 'Attractive? Yeah right, I'm pretty sure all the aliens on Doctor Who are better looking than me.' Dean thought to himself.

"Maybe it's because you need a guardian angel in your life." Dean commented jokingly. He somehow managed to push aside his own self-hate so he could keep the mood between him and Cas light.

Cas rolled his eyes but continued to smile as he said, "Well then, I hope I never die because heaven has lost its best angel."

"Are you two done being sappy and disgusting yet?" Gabriel asked, his voice breaking into Dean and Castiel's conversation.

"Well we are now, thanks for being a cock block Gabe." Castiel snickered as he turned back to face his brother.

"Yeah no problem, that's just another one of those free services that I offer." Gabriel said, "It's part of the 'I'm the oldest and I can say anything I want' package."

"Sounds like I should send you back and order a new brother then." Cas teased.

"Sorry! No refunds you little shit!" Gabriel chortled with a big smile on his face. "Besides, you'd miss me!"

"Alright, that's enough bickering you two." Balthazar said. "If I wanted to hear this much family drama I would just watch reality TV. Let's play some tunes already!"

With that, they finally stopped so they could start actually playing music.

Dean heart was pounding in his chest when he picked up his guitar. He wasn't sure if he was ready for this. His were finally starting to get the better of him. He glanced at his brother who was sitting alone on the love seat now. His head was buried in a book as he munched slowly on some of the food he brought out from the kitchen.

The faster his heart beat more he began to feel like he was going to have a full-blown panic attack. His fingers felt sticky and his stomach was churning uncomfortably. Dean felt like he was going to be sick. 'What the fuck am I doing?' Dean thought to himself. 'I'm no rock star, what the hell.'

Dean wasn't ready for this and his body was telling him the same thing. He didn't want to have a panic attack here in front of everyone, then they would all realize how weird and weak he was. Cas would realize that he is dating a baby and an utter loser and then he would lose everything, maybe even Sam would see the shitty older brother that Dean was. He was preparing for the worst.

'I am so not cut out for this, why did I believe this was a good idea in the first place?' He asked himself. The reality of the situation was finally hitting him. Dean didn't know the first thing about music and his guitar skills were still very limited. 'I am about to embarrass the fuck out of myself.'

Dean tried his best to distract himself, from his panic. He had to think of something, anything else, or he would start breaking down. Dean stepped back, and let the others have their space while they set up.

In silence, Dean marveled at the ease with which the others fell into place. It was like they could all sense each other's movements and positions without even looking. Dean could only compare it to a silent form of dancing. It was absolutely beautiful. They all were just so comfortable with one another.

Dean watched as Gabriel took his place behind the massive drum set, a smirk of joy and love clearly shown on his face. It was easy to see that Gabriel loved his drum set in a way similar to Dean's love for his Impala.

As Gabriel settled in, Dean's eyes flicked over to Balthazar and Cas. They were each setting up their own instruments. Balthazar's back was to Dean as he grabbed his bass and pulled the strap over his head. Dean swore that he saw tension leaving Balthazar's shoulders as the straps lay down against his shirt, bunching the material ever so slightly.

Cas turned to look at Dean, just as his eyes settled on him. Cas had a microphone in his hand, and his face lit up like Christmas morning when he looked at Dean. Dean felt the breath being pulled from his lungs as they stared at one another. In his subconscious Dean wondered if there would ever be a day were Castiel's beautiful face didn't steal his breath. Dean sure hoped not, he wanted to feel this every time he looked at Cas. It was like he was staring straight into the face of heaven itself.

"You should come over here and stand by me." Cas said, beckoning Dean forward.

"I- uh… okay." Dean said nervously. He was sure that he was sweating bullets now.

This was really happening. He was really going to get to play with the band. Dean so wasn't ready for this.

'By the end of the day they are totally going to kick me out.' Dean thought to himself in disappointment. There was no way this could go well for him.

"What are we gonna play first?" Gabe asked eagerly as Dean moved to stand beside Cas.

"I dunno. Which songs have you learned so far Dean?" Cas asked him with a soft smile.

Dean's cheeks flushed red and he looked down towards the cold hard concrete floor. He forgot he would have to pick the songs they played today. Dean didn't know nearly as many things as the others, so everyone would have to adapt to his need. 'Well, I'm sure that they hate having me inconvenience their practices.'

Dean took a deep breath, considering the small handful songs he knew how to play. He had to pick something good. He didn't want to disappoint the others, but his options were slim at best. Dean made a mental note to practice more songs for their next practice. 'If there is a next practice for me...' Dean forced away the negative thoughts and mustered up what little confidence that he had left with in him. He stuttered slightly as he spoke, but he still managed to say, "Ummm... I- I guess I'm pretty good at Smoke on the Water."

"Smoke on the water, that's actually a really good one to start with. It's a great warm up song. You guys up for that?" Cas said as he turned to look at the others.

Dean was surprised at the sudden giddy feeling bubble inside him. He hadn't expected Cas to actually agree with his suggestion. 'So far so good.' Dean thought to himself.

"Yeah, why not." Gabriel said with a relaxed shrug. "I like that one."

"Works for me!" Balthazar said. He too was smiling.

"Isn't there a piano used in that song?" Sam suddenly asked from across the room.

Dean looked over at his brother and saw him watching them. Apparently Sam had stopped reading for long enough to listen in to their conversation.

"Yeah, but we'll be fine without it." Gabriel replied. Then he smirked and added, "But hey, maybe if you learn to play we'll recruit you."

"Really? Is that a promise?" Sam asked as his face light up. He looked like a little kid whose parent just agreed to buy him a puppy.

Dean watched as Gabriel winked at Sam. "You bet your pretty ass it is!"

Sam's face flushed a deep shade of red, but his smile grew even bigger.

Dean took a deep breath and adjusted his hands nervously on the guitar. He had to get his head in the game. After a second he glanced at Cas for comfort, and found that Cas was already looking at him.

"You wanna play the intro notes Dean?" Balthazar asked.

"Uhh... sure..." Dean mumbled.

"Alright, whenever you're ready then." Balthazar said.

Dean took in a shaky breath and looked down at the guitar in his hands. He repositioned his fingers once again so they were settled onto to the correct strings and frets.

"Hold up Dean." Cas said just as Dean was about to play his first note.

Dean looked up at Cas with wide eyes. 'Are they already done with me? I didn't even play anything yet, maybe I failed some secret test and now I can't be in the band.' His mind was moving at a million miles an hour. Ideas darted through his brain faster than he could even comprehend them.

Dean was practically trembling as Cas took a step closer to him. He set down his microphone and stepped in front of Dean, his deep blue eyes piercing deep into Dean's soul.

Dean's heart was beating hard in his chest and he was sure everyone in the room could hear it as it pounded out a song against his ribs. Cas was so close now to Dean that he could see the varying shades of blue in his irises.

"Relax your shoulders." Cas murmured as he lifted his hands and placed them softly on top of Dean's shoulders. He felt Cas applying pressure to his shoulders now. It was a light, yet comforting feeling that instantly made some of his anxiety melt away. "Don't be too tense while you play, it will just make things harder."

"That's what she said." Gabriel snorted off to Dean's left.

"Can it Gabe." Cas scolded, while Sam, Balthazar and Gabriel were doubled over with laughter.

"Idiots." Cas mumbled so only Dean could hear.

"Also," Cas continued to speak directly to Dean, "Relax your hands too, you'll have an easier time hitting notes if you don't have a death grip on the guitar."

"Okay… I think I got it." Dean murmured as he followed Castiel's instructions.

Cas beamed, watching Dean and checking to see if there was anything thing else that needed to be corrected.

"Perfect." Cas breathed in wonderment.

Dean could now feel a warm feeling of pleasure rushing throughout his body from his head to his toes. On a whim, Dean quickly leaned forward and stole a kiss from Castiel's lips. He teased Castiel by running his tongue along his lip and pulling at the piercing on his lip.

This kiss felt different. It was deeper and more meaningful than the others. This was Dean thanking Cas for his kindness. Dean wanted to show Cas how amazing this opportunity was (even though Dean was sure that he was going to fuck everything up).

Their kiss lasted for a little longer than Dean had intended, but he certainly wasn't disappointed with it. Dean was the first to pull away. He didn't want to, but like earlier, there were still other people in the room. He didn't want things to get as carried away again.

When Dean looked back up at Cas, his eyes were dazed. Dean could see that Castiel's mind was elsewhere, but he blinked quickly as a blush heated up his cheeks.

"I-uh… damn…" Cas stuttered, trying to find his words again.

"Well shit Winchester, I think you kissed him stupid!" Balthazar laughed. "Nice job!"

It was Dean's turn to blush now. Dean had done this to Cas, he had kissed him well enough that he wasn't even able to complete a full sentence.

"Whoops!" Dean exclaimed as his eyes widened in shock. "Sorry 'bout that Cas."

"No, please, don't apologize. That was… we should start playing now…"

Cas quickly picked up his microphone again and said, "Uh… ready whenever you are."

Dean tried his best to loosen up his body and relax. When he was ready he began to play.

Dean started off slow, hesitantly strumming out the first few notes as he got used to the feeling. His fingers were trembling slightly and made some of the notes come out rough.

Dean's felt his face flush as deeper shade of red when he messed one note. After his second repetition of the cord it started to get easier and Gabriel chimed in with the drums. Dean felt himself relaxing even more now. The drums help to mute out the sound of Dean's errors. Balthazar also jumped in and then they were all falling into a rhythm with each other.

Dean knew he was going a little too slow but his fingers weren't trained well enough to increase the speed just yet. He made sure to keep his eyes locked on each fret he was playing. The strings were easy enough to play without looking at them but the frets were a whole new story. They required much more attention than the strings did. The longer that Dean played the more comfortable he began to feel. The whole song was basically one long repeating cord. It was easier enough to play once he got the hang of it.

When Castiel filled the room with his voice Dean almost lost his concentration. Almost.

Dean's playing faltered for a split second, but he quickly resumed, trying his best to keep up with the rhythm of the music. He forced himself to focus, he could think about Castiel's angelic voice later, he needed to impress the others first.

Midway through they reached the bridge of the song and Dean's fingers began to trip up. The chord pattern changed at this part and Dean struggled to remember what notes he was supposed to play. He had the sheet notes sitting in front of him, but they weren't any help since he still couldn't read them.

Dean knew that he was rocky, but he truly tried his best. He could only hope his best would be enough. Much to Dean's disappointment, he had completely lost his rhythm by the end of the bridge.

The others just kept playing normally and Dean bit the inside of his cheek to hold back a sob of disappointment. There was no way that they would want him to join after this.

When the song finally ended Dean hung his head. He fucked up and he knew it. Now they would see that he really wasn't fit for this band.

'A great band like this doesn't want to train a rookie.' He thought to himself. Dean's self-doubt was singing loud inside his mind as it tried to eat away at him.

"Not bad for your first time." Dean heard Gabriel say.

Dean's head snapped up in shock. He took a moment to take in the impressed look on Gabriel's face. He was being totally serious; Dean could see that on his face. Gabriel was telling the truth.

"Really?" Dean asked breathlessly. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Dean looked around the room to see if the others felt the same as Gabriel did.

"Yeah, that wasn't too shabby." Balthazar chimed in. There was a pleased smile playing at the corner of his lips. "It took me a while to play notes at smooth as you."

Dean scoffed and said, "My playing wasn't smooth. I messed up so much."

Balthazar narrowed his eyes at Dean and said, "Listen, it took me three months to play that much of a song in one go and you've been doing this for what... a week and a half? I honestly wasn't expecting to play for more than ten seconds before you had to stop or start over. You kept a pretty good pace though, a little slow, but still you did well."

Dean was utterly blown away from the feedback he was receiving. He had been expecting anger, shame and disappointment from the others. Never in a million years would he have though that this was the type of response that he would receive. Dean's heart filled with pride to hear them praise him so highly. The others were impressed.

"I agree Dean, you did awesome. And don't worry, your playing will get smoother over time and you will be able to increase your speed too." Cas told him. There was a light in Castiel's eyes that Dean had never seen before. "Something tells me that you're gonna be a fast learner."

"It got a lot easier once you guys joined in." Dean admitted. Why should he hold anything back at this point? He might as well be honest with them. "Although I almost stopped playing when Cas started to sing; I kinda got distracted."

Dean's face flushed red slightly for admitting that, but the soft smile on Castiel's face was worth the embarrassment.

"Well... sounds like our music won't be the only thing rocking the house tonight." Gabriel teased Dean with a wink.

"You're just jealous because I'm dating someone who actually wants to have sex with me." Cas retorted with a wicked grin on his face.

Dean wasn't sure if he was happy with Castiel's response or even more mortified by it.

"Okay, can we just stop discussing my brother's sex life already?" Sam groaned from across the room.

"Alright, alright fine." Gabriel snickered. He then changed the subject by asking. "So what did you think of our first performance together Samsquatch?"

"It sounded pretty good." Sam admitted. "You guys all kept pretty good pace with each other. If one you changed up the speed of the song, the rest of you kinda just followed along."

"Well that is definitely good to hear." Cas said as relief filled his voice.

"Yeah." Sam said with a smile, "And Cas, you sound even better in person, like damn, Dean wasn't joking! I've never seen you play live before, but you're amazing."

"Thank Sam." Cas said as his cheeks turning a slight pink color. "You'll have to come to our next concert. Hang out back stage with us and just mess around if you want."

Sam's eyes widened in shock, he couldn't believe what Cas was offering. "Seriously?" he gasped, "Damn, thanks Cas!"

"Yeah of course." Cas replied with a huge grin on his face. "You and Dean are now officially a part of our family!"

Dean and Sam glanced at each other, matching looks of amazement on their faces. Dean had to admit, this was awesome as hell.

"Welcome to our big dysfunctional family." Gabriel snickered. "Hope you enjoy the ride, 'cause there is no way out."

Balthazar laughed and added "Don't you mean, welcome to hell? We're glad you could join us."

Cas shot Balthazar an amused look, but didn't say anything. There was humor in his eye and Dean could tell that this meant a lot to Cas too. Dean loved feeling as if he was a part of something bigger than himself.

"So do you guys wanna try a different song?" Gabriel asked after a few minutes.

"Hell yeah! Lemme grab some water first." Cas said. "Anyone else want some?"

Everyone chimed in, including Sam, so Cas jogged back into the house to get them all something to drink.

As soon as Cas was gone Gabriel turned to Dean with a smirk on his face. "So Dean-o" Gabriel hummed wickedly.

"Yeah?" Dean answered warily.

He was sure that Gabriel was about to make some sort of sexual comment again and so he tried to prepare himself for the worst.

"How about you give singing a go this time?" he asked.

Dean was shocked into silence. That was the last thing that he had been expecting Gabriel to ask, so it took him off guard at first. "Singing..." He murmured hesitantly. Dean really didn't want to sing in front of everyone.

"Yeah, I'm totally ready to hear this this angelic voice that Cas has been boasting about." Gabriel replied with a hopeful look on his face.

Cas was really the only person who Dean had ever sung around. Usually when Dean sang he was in the shower or in the car with the music loud enough to drown out his voice. He had even been wary singing in front of Cas that first time.

"I- I mean... yeah sure..." Dean mumbled as he looked down at the ground. He had really hoped that he wouldn't be asked to sing today. Dean wasn't sure that he was ready to yet, but he knew that he couldn't turn down the request.

"What do you wanna sing?" Balthazar asked as he leaned in eagerly. "There's a large variety of things that we can play. You name it, we can probably play it."

"What about… Carry on my Wayward Son?" Castiel's asked as he reentered the garage, his arms laden with bottles of water. "Do you know that one?"

Dean nodded and said, "Come on Cas, who doesn't know that one?"

"Good point." Cas said as he handed Dean a bottle of water.

Dean cracked the seal of the bottle and took a long drink while Cas passed out the rest of the water to everyone else.

"So you wanna sing that one?" Cas asked.

Dean smiled shyly and said, "Okay yeah that works."

"Great!" Cas said as he eagerly ran to pick up his own guitar.

Tentatively Dean set his own guitar aside before turning and stepping up to the microphone. He reached up and attempted to adjust the height a little bit so it would suit him better.

However, his hand missed and he ended up hitting the mic, which let out a loud reverberating screech that made everyone jump.

"Sorry! Sorry!" Dean quickly apologized as the others winced in pain.

'Can I do anything without fucking up things?' He thought to himself.

The other's just brushed it off casually and they showed him how to adjust the height of the mic stand.

One he finished adjusting, Gabriel looked around and asked, "You all ready?"

When everyone nodded Gabriel said, "Okay Dean. You start us off again. Just go whenever you're ready."

Dean's stomach dropped. Once again he realized that he would be starting the song. This time, Dean was more nervous than before. He had spent plenty of time practicing the notes for the previous song, but not this one. This time he had to sing. Singing was a whole separate ballgame.

'Please don't let me forget the lyrics.' Dean thought in terror. 'Fucking up the lyrics is far worse than fucking up guitar notes.'

Dean swallowed his fears and finally began to sing. He felt like his voice was loud and awkward as he sang into the mic. He was the only one making any kind of sound so everyone could hear each change in his voice. Now Dean remembered why he was always so self-conscious about singing in front of people. He felt like everyone was just standing there judging him.

By some miracle, Dean managed to make it entirely though the song without messing up once. However, Dean now realized that his throat felt very dry and scratchy. His lips were chapped too and he was even a little out of breath. He credited part of that to the fact that he had been nervous as hell the whole time he had been singing.

Singing in front of people was a lot of work...

Now that the song was over a pressing silence filled the room. The silence seemed almost louder than their music and Dean hated it. He felt an electric charge passing through the air so he turned and picked up his water bottle. Dean was sure to avoid making eye contact with the others even though he could feel them watching him. He really hated being the center of attention like this. Right about now he would be willing to give just about anything to turn into Danny Phantom and sink through the floor.

"Well I'll be damned." Gabriel murmured finally as he broke the heavy silence in the room. "Cas wasn't lying."

"I told you!" Cas exclaimed. The tension vanished as quickly as it had come while Cas eagerly as he slapped his hand on Gabriel's shoulder. "I so told you!"

"Yeah well good for you..." Gabriel said with a roll of his eyes. He was feigning irritation, but Dean could see the start of a smile tugging at the edges of Gabriel's lips.

Dean's heart was slamming against his rips and his fingers trembled. He had to be dreaming. 'There is no way that they actually enjoyed my singing and my guitar playing!' Dean thought to himself. 'This can't be real.'

"We might have to make you our new permanent singer!" Balthazar teased. "Watch out Cassie, your new recruit might try to replace you!"

Dean scoffed and said, "Yeah right, there is no replacement for Cas."

"You just wanna cherish his voice right?" Balthazar said to Dean with a wink.

"Well of course he does!" Gabriel exclaimed with a laugh. "We all know how much Dean loves his boyfriends singing!"

"Well I'll have you know that if anyone is to take my place you better make damn sure that it is Dean." Cas said as he gave Dean a soft, kind smile. "Don't sell yourself short Dean. You're amazing."

A small, prideful smile formed on Dean's face. Castiel was seriously the sweetest person ever. He was so glad that not only did he have a super badass boyfriend, but he was also kind and considerate. Castiel's dark bad boy exterior said absolutely nothing about his personality. Dean was sure that Castiel had one of the purest hearts on earth.

"Dean why didn't you tell me you could sing like that!" Sam complained.

Dean looked over at Sam whose hazel eyes wide in awe.

"If I told you that then you would have made me sing you a lullaby every night." Dean joked lightly.

Sam pouted and said, "I feel like there is there whole side of my brother that I never met before!"

Dean laughed, but internally he realized just how right Sam was. There was a whole lot about himself that Sam didn't know about.

It was a side of him that no knew. It was the part of him who constantly second guessed himself, who was weak and defenseless, the part of him who hated the person he saw in the mirror. Dean was broken and he refused to let anyone fix him. There were too many parts that needed repairs. He couldn't possibly put that kind of burden onto someone else.

Dean brushed those thoughts to the side for now. He knew his brain would revisit him on the late nights where he found himself lying away in bed, unable to sleep. Right now he just wanted to focus on being happy. This was Dean's happy place, right here with his little makeshift family.

"You guys ready to keep on playing?" Balthazar asked after a few minutes.

"Fuck yeah! We're just getting started!" Cas said in excitement.

"Let's do this shit!" Gabriel exclaimed while he punched the air.

Afterwards, Dean used the music to mask his fears for a few hours. He decided to fake his bravery and pretend that he had an endless supply of confidence. Dean tried to ignore the shaking in his legs and the lump in his throat.

'I've got this.' Dean tried to tell himself. 'Let yourself go for just a little while. Pretend you're not the lame, nerdy Dean Winchester for just an hour or two. Try to become that awesome big brother and the ultimate badass that you always dreamed of being.'

After Dean's quick mental pep talk he felt a little better. The encouragement of the others helped to sooth his electrified nerves. Dean always felt so stressed and uptight that he forgot how to enjoy life, but being here with such an accepting group of people seemed to make things easier for him. Normally he was always forced to watch his back, do his best to protect and raise Sammy, all while keeping his grades up high enough to get into a decent college. If he could get a good education and a good job he could help Sammy go to college too. Hell, he could even start buying them name brand foods if he got a good enough job.

However, all that pressure to succeed put a crushing amount of stress on Dean's shoulders, no kid should have this much responsibility put into his hands. His dad made things harder for Dean instead of easier. Dean was honestly surprised that he hadn't gotten an ulcer yet from the constant strain of his everyday life.

Right now, Dean just let all that melt away. His brother was happy, school was pushed to the back of his mind, and he was with a group of amazing people. Finally, he had made friends with people who were actually nice to him and had a boyfriend that who was perfect far beyond his wildest dreams. Dean was relieved to get this break from reality. It felt like a huge weight was being lifted off his shoulders.

The rest of afternoon, Dean ended up singing most of the songs, but he found that he didn't mind. It gave his fingers a rest from the guitar. He had practiced so much during the week that his fingers didn't let him play for long. Cas told him that his fingers would toughen up eventually, they just had to get used to playing first.

This also allowed them all to play a much larger variety of songs. Dean was amazed at just how many different songs that Cas, Gabriel and Balthazar knew how to play. The 'Fallen Angels' really were a spectacular band in every sense of the word.

As the all continued to play Dean and Cas couldn't keep their eyes (or their hands) off of each other. Every time Dean looked away from Cas he felt like this dream would just dissolved in front of him. As Dean sang, he sang from the heart. He sang for Cas and this amazing opportunity that he had been offered.

Their actions didn't go unnoticed however. Whenever Dean would get distracted and lost in Castiel's endless blue eyes, he would feel the gaze of everyone in the room. After a while Dean stopped caring about the attention they were receiving.

By the end of their practice Dean's throat was raw and sore from all the singing he had done, but he would be an idiot to complain about it. Frankly, Dean was far happier than he had been in a very long time.

A little while later, everyone began to get pretty tired. Playing music for an extended period of time was actually a lot more tiring than Dean had realized.

"You guys about done?" Gabriel asked as he set his drum sticks down and rubbed his eyes sleepily. "I'm getting pretty tired and my arms are starting to hurt."

"Yeah, I don't think I can sing anymore." Dean admitted. His voice cracked as he spoke like it was trying to emphasis his point.

"How's puberty treating you Dean?" Balthazar snorted as he put away his guitar.

"Better than it treated you." Dean retorted with a smirk. His heart sunk as soon as he spoke. The comment had slipped from his lips before he could stop himself. Normally he would have kept a remark like that to himself, for fear of saying something wrong, but he just couldn't help himself. 'You are such an idiot.' Dean thought to himself. 'Why the fuck did I say that? Balthazar probably hates me now.'

Dean's heart began to thrum faster as he watched Balthazar, fearful that he had gone too far. However, Dean was shocked when Balthazar threw his head back and started to laugh. Through his fits of laughter Balthazar said, "Ah, you're just jealous of my devilish looks. Bet right about now you wish that you were dating me instead of Cassie."

"Keep telling yourself that." Castiel snickered as he chimed into the conversation.

Dean smirked to himself. He wouldn't trade Castiel for the world. Dean was finally starting to feel like everything was clicking into place now. It was beyond perfect.

Maybe this really was how things were supposed to work out.

"You wanna go inside and watch some movies or something?" Cas asked the room while everyone put up their instruments.

"Hells yeah!" Gabriel exclaimed eagerly. "I call the seat next to Samborino!"

"If you make me sit on your lap again I will punch you this time." Sam said with a devious look on his face.

"Whatever you say boss!" Gabriel chortled.

Dean watched Gabriel closely. He was beginning to think that Gabe had a thing for Sam. That thought made Dean more than a little nervous. From what Dean had learned, and already knew about Gabriel, Dean knew that he was a nice guy, but when it came to relationships he liked to jump around a lot. Dean wasn't sure if the guy every really took the time to settle down in a relationship.

Sam on the other hand always fell too hard when he liked someone. His first relationship had been with a pretty girl named Jessica Moore, cute blonde little thing, and Sam really truly loved her. Unfortunately she ended up moving away a year later when her house burned down. Sam had tried to keep up a long distance relationship with her, but things just weren't working out for them so Jessica broke it off. That one really hurt Sam. Dean knew that is was always hard to get over a first love. For Sam it was even harder since he had such a big heart. After Jessica came another girl named Madison. She was a feisty little thing, adorable too. Madison and Sam had been really cute together, and had a lot of common interests but their relationship had been short lived. Sam had never told him why they broke up, though he tried to find out many times. All Dean knew was that Sam had been pretty upset about it. Sam's most recent girlfriend had been a girl name Amelia Robinson; Dean had never really liked Amelia. Dean always felt like she was a little bit two faced. Sam however didn't see it. Dean was pretty sure that Sam started dating her so he could forget about Jessica and Madison. However, after a while Sam really fell for her too. It broke Dean's heart when he learned that Amelia was cheating on Sam. Afterwards Sam tried to keep their relationship going, but he couldn't take her betrayal so they ended it a few days later. Ever since then Sam had stayed away from the dating world.

Dean was just scared that Sam would get hurt again. He didn't want to see Gabriel hurt Sam in the same way that the other girls had. Hell, Dean wasn't even sure if his brother would ever date a dude. Obviously Sam was chill with homosexual relationships, he just wasn't sure if that was his brother's ball park. They had never really talked about it to be completely honest. Dean had only just recently accepted his own sexuality. Feeling weren't really a big topic of discussion in the Winchester family.

Dean made a mental note to try and find out more about this. He would need to keep a close eye on anything that might start up between Gabriel and Sam. Dean wanted to avoid watching Sam go through another breakup. Sam was just to loving and kind hearted to go through something like that again.

Dean was pulled from his thoughts as Balthazar snorted, "Play nice you two! Don't forget, we're watching a movie, not porn."

"Well shit Balthy, if you wanted a three-way why didn't you just ask." Gabriel joked back.

Sam was smirking, watching Gabriel and Balthazar with a look of amusement on his face.

"I didn't know you were into that stuff Mr. Candy Man!" Balthazar said as he punched Gabriel lightly on the shoulder.

By now, all the equipment had been put up and everyone was standing, ready to go back into the house.

Gabriel smirked, holding his arms open wide as he said, "Pfft, hell yeah! I'm totally into that! I am a lover after all! That's the benefit of being pansexual. Everyone is beautiful no matter what gender they are."

"I didn't realize that threesomes came with being pan." Balthazar teased him.

"Yeah… well it's not normally, but for me it is." Gabriel said with a proud smile on his face. "The more the merrier!"

Sam's face was unreadable. Dean wasn't sure what his brother was feeling, which was rare. It was easy to see that Gabriel was flirting, but he couldn't tell what Sam thought about it.

"So what movie are we gonna watch?" Sam asked, speaking up and hastily changing the topic.

"Whatever you want sweetheart." Gabriel snickered.

Sam rolled his eyes, but Dean caught the hint of a smile on his brother's face.

After that, they all transitioned into a lighthearted debated about what movie they should watch. Gabriel, Sam and Balthazar, all made their way inside; bickering about some comedy Dean hadn't heard of before.

Dean and Cas let the others take the lead. Dean honestly didn't care about what they watched, he would be happy with just about anything. He was with Cas so little details like movie choice didn't matter much to him at the moment.

Cas smiled softly at Dean and stepped beside him and stopped him before they went inside. The garage door swung softly shut behind Sam, Gabriel and Balthazar, finally leaving Dean and Cas alone.

Dean could feel that beautiful, sweet electric spark hovering in the air between them again. It was like the earth was pulling them together, like they were meant to be. Cas reached out carefully reached out and curled his hand into Dean's. His touch was soft and gentle, like a feather, treating Dean with care as if he was a china doll. Dean loved how gentle Cas was with him, it made him feel so loved, and he wasn't used to being treated so well by others. It was such a nice change.

"Well would you look at that… Finally alone…" Cas whispered as he cupped Dean's chin with care.

"Yeah looks like we are." Dean breathed back.

'God, I am so in love with this man.' Dean thought to himself, but he didn't dare voice his thoughts. It was far too soon to admit something like that to Cas, he didn't wanna scare him away. 'I will never understand what I did to get this fucking lucky.'

Dean's cheeked flushed a light rosy color as Castiel's fingers slipped down his arm and twined themselves between Dean's fingers. He looked at Cas though his lashes and gave him a shy smile as he lightly squeezed the warm hand within his own. The air between them was hot and sweet, pulling them closer together.

One part of Dean, the irrational, typical hormone fueled side of him, wanted to press Cas against the wall and just kiss him stupid as they ground their hips into each other, but the other part of him, the more sensitive, romantic side of him just wanted to kiss Cas soft and lazy all night while snuggling in bed together.

Dean's heart was pounding in his chest as Castiel's lips ghost across his own for a brief second. He inhaled deeply, filling his lungs with the sweet aroma that always hovered around Castiel. Dean longed to feel the weight of Castiel's lips on his own so he chased after them, and nibbled lightly along the other boy's lower lip.

Their kiss lasted for only a second, not long enough in Dean's opinion, but it still made him feel giddy and light headed. Dean felt like he was floating on cloud nine whenever him and Cas touched. It was an amazing, ethereal feeling that he never wanted to lose. Cas was the piece of him that had been missing, the other half of his heart, his light at the end of a dark tunnel.

Cas completed him.

When they pulled back, Dean looked deep into Castiel's eyes, his endless blue orbs looking back at him, looking deep into his soul. Dean swore that he could see a galaxy far prettier than any night sky hidden within those eyes.

'How did the earth allow for someone so pretty to exist?' Dean though silently, as a small smile crept onto his face. 'Someone this sweet and attractive should be illegal.'

"What?" Cas murmured into the silent air around them.

Dean shook his head softly and looked down at Castiel's feet. Cas was wearing a pair of bright red converses that stood out sharply against his black ripped jeans. "Nothing." Dean whispered back.

Castiel brought one hand up, and placed his fingers underneath Dean's chin, tilting his head up so that they were staring at each other once again.

"Don't do that." Cas said in a hushed voice. "I don't want you to feel like you have to hide your thoughts from me. I wanna know what you're thinking Dean."

It wasn't a demand, it was a request, a wish to see deeper into Dean's soul. He could feel the genuine love and concern behind Castiel's words. Dean wished dearly that he could just pour his heart out to Cas, but there was so much darkness in his past, and so much pain in his life, that he couldn't weigh Cas down with that. Dean was scare to open up to someone like that; he never let anyone get to close to him. That was how people got hurt. Dean trusted Cas, but he wasn't ready to spill all of his deepest secrets and feelings. He wasn't sure if he'd ever be ready for that.

'I can't show him everything I am.' Dean though fearfully. 'I would just chase him off. I am so broken that no one would want to fix me.'

The look on Castiel's face was so soft and open that Dean couldn't help but blush further. Cas was waiting for him to say something, anything at all.

Dean internally cursed himself even as he opened his mouth to speak, but Castiel's puppy dog eyes were just too cute to refuse. "I… I was just thinking about how beautiful you are." he murmured softly to Cas.

Dean's eyes dropped, waiting for the snort of disgust, the rejection on Castiel's face as he pushed Dean away, but that never came.

Cas was silent for so long that Dean looked up, curiously, he had to see what Cas was thinking. Dean was shocked to find that Castiel's face wasn't angry or spiteful, but gentle, and radiating with happiness.

"Not as beautiful as you are." Cas hummed, his hand stroking down Dean's back. He could feel a trail of heat and a slight tingling sensation on his face were Castiel's fingers were.

After a second Castiel pulled him into a warm embrace and let his chin rest gently on Dean's shoulder. Dean hadn't been expecting that, but he sure as hell wasn't protesting. Castiel felt so nice against him.

Now that Cas couldn't see his face, he let his shy smile drop. He knew he wasn't beautiful, who would love a dorky, shy loner, with glasses, messy hair and far too many freckles. Dean couldn't believe Castiel's words, no matter how much he wanted to, but he would never tell Cas that. 'I honestly don't know what he sees in me.' Dean thought silently as Castiel's dark hair tickled his neck.

Dean's eyes fell on Castiel's guitar in the corner of the room. He remembered how good it felt when he was practicing with the band. How he had let his guard down and become someone else. If he was able to do that while he played, he should be able to do that for Cas. Cas deserved much better than him, and Dean was determined to give him that better person.

He took a deep breath and hugged Cas back tighter, letting himself be filled with a false confidence. 'I can do this. I can do it for Cas. He's actually giving a shit about my feelings so I better damn well respect that!'

Dean wasn't sure how long they stood like that, but it felt amazing. It was nice just to be held like this. There was no sexual tension or need for teasing touches; it was just a plan, and simple hug that said more than a thousand words ever could.

Eventually their thoughts returned to their thoughts to their surroundings, and they remembered that they were standing in the middle of the garage. Sam, Gabriel and Balthazar had gone inside a long time ago, letting him and Cas just have this sweet, uninterrupted time together.

They turned hand and hand and walked quietly inside to join the others.

Once inside, they made their way into the living room, they learned that they others had decided to watch Ghostbusters. The crisp, intoxicating smell of popcorn filling the air and Dean took a deep breath, taking in the warm buttery aroma.

Sam, Gabriel and Balthazar were sitting across the sofas lost within the movie, snuggled under a half dozen blankets while munching happily on a variety of snacks.

When the others saw him and Cas come in, they adjusted their positions, moving casually aside to make room for them. Dean was grateful that no one made any comments about what they were doing in the garage. The air was light and calm, creating a happy relaxing environment for everyone.

Dean settled onto the sofa beside Cas and Balthazar. Once he was comfortable, Dean curled himself into Castiel's side. He let himself get lost in Castiel's warmth, a soft blanket over their legs. Underneath the covers their hands were tangled together underneath as they watched as Bill Murry trying to chase after ghosts.

Overall, Dean could honestly say that today had been a pretty amazing day. Everything had gone much better than he had expected. Band practice went great, he was getting closer to his new friends, and now they were all enjoying movies together.

Later into the movie Cas threw his arm across Dean's shoulder, so Dean rested his head against Castiel's chest.

He listened to the soft, steady pounding of Castiel's heart, letting his mind drift off as he and the others laughed at the bad jokes and cheesy ghosts on the screen.

Before the movie was over, Dean fell asleep against Castiel, feeling safer and more loved than he had felt in a long time.