Castiel was stood in the middle of the main room, trying to figure out how to get the world around him to stop spinning so he could actually concentrate. He hadn't had much experience with alcohol but he assumed this was the after effects of him drinking the bottle of vodka earlier. He had just about regained his balance when something came crashing into him, sending him flying across the floor, knocking over many chairs and random pieces of furniture in the process. Cas son realised what it was that had ran into him, it was a very drunken Dean. Seeing the hunter brought Cas back to reality, making him remember what it was that had just happened to him before the world had started spinning. He vaguely remembered hearing something that Dean was saying. He knew it wasn't a prayer, Dean very rarely prayed so it wasn't that. He also knew that he wasn't calling out to him for help or just to see him. Castiel therefore worked out that he must have been talking about the angel, he must have mentioned his name for him to be able to pick up on what he was saying. That was what allowed Cas to remember what the conversation had been about. He had been overjoyed to hear what Dean really felt towards him, although he was saddened a bit when he heard Dean admit his true feelings and fear of rejection. He was also quite disheartened by the way Dean had such little faith in his ability to understand humans and to understand love, although he could see why Dean viewed him like that. After all, he hadn't done much to prove him otherwise, especially with his dealings with the strippers and his lack of understanding of how to treat prostitutes. Yet, despite all of this, Castiel did know what love was. He didn't understand it completely and he didn't know how to deal with it, but he did know that he had had those sorts of 'love' feelings towards a particular hunter for a while now. So when he heard Dean talking to Gabriel about how he felt towards Cas, of course he was happy, well more ecstatic actually, that he returned those same feelings.

As Dean had crashed into Cas unintentionally, he himself had been flung across the other side of the room. He was obviously quite drunk and couldn't control his limbs properly. Dean groaned from the other side of the room and began to get up to check he hadn't hurt Cas, forgetting for a brief moment that Cas was and angel and so it would obviously take a lot more than just being pushed over to hurt him. Dean walked over to the angel and began to speak in slurred sentences.

"Cas! Cas, you alright man?"

"Yes Dean, I am perfectly fine, thank you."

"Sorry I crashed into you man, I think my legs were running faster than they should have been." Dean gave a small giggle as Castiel gave him an odd look. "I came here to tell you something, I think."

"I think I know what it was, Dean. Was it about a particular conversation you had with my brother by any chance?" Dean nodded his head drunkenly and looked away as Castel spoke. "I heard what you said. Most of it anyway, I got quite distracted at some point because the room starting moving and it still won't stop." Dean looked back at Cas and laughed at that comment, finding Cas even funnier when pissed than sober, and he was pretty funny even when Dean wasn't drunk.

"Cas, I wasn't, I wasn-" Dean paused for a moment as he tried to connect his mouth and brain together. "I wasn't ignoring you earlier after Sam tripped over us. And I know you heard me talking to Gabriel earlier so you probably already know what I'm about to say to you, but I'm gonna say it anyway. The problem is that I do really like you Cas, way more than I should do and at the moment I don't care if you run off and never speak to me again, but that's probably cause I have had a bit too much to drink. But, I know that when I sober up I will care about this and don't want that 'almost kiss' or how I feel about you to ruin our friendship because you know how much you mean to me Cas. Apart from Sam you're all I've got and I can't lose you." Dean finished, looking slightly embarrassed for admitting all of that but relived that it was over and he would soon get an answer to this problem. He looked away again, not being able to look Cas in the eye in case he rejected him and left.

"Dean, look at me." Cas spoke softly, whilst placing one hand on Dean's chin and gently lifting his face upwards so he could look him in the eye. "You're not going to lose me. Either way I'm your best friend and you also mean so much to me, I'm not just going to leave. I know how you feel about me, and I just assumed you knew that I felt the same, I mean I did try to kiss you earlier."

"But I just assumed you didn't really know what was going on and that you were just going with it because you were drunk, I don't know how much you actually understand about relationships versus friendships."

"Dean, I may not have ever been with anyone in that sort of situation before, but trust me I understand–"

Dean suddenly cut him off. "Wait," Cas could practically see the cogs turning in Dean's mind as he was thinking. "You just said 'you assumed I knew you felt the same about me.'" Dean started grinning as he spoke.

Cas looked confused again. "Yes Dean, that is what I just said now I don–" Cas didn't get to finish his sentence as Dean looked at him directly in the eye, still grinning and pulled the angel towards him, slamming their lips together. Castiel tensed for a moment before realising what was happening, and he began to respond until Dean pulled away a few moments later. Cas gave Dean a sad look as he pulled away, he didn't want that kiss to ever end.

Cas then understood why Dean had done that. "Oh, I get it. You had confirmation that I like you so you knew I wouldn't mind you kissing me."

Dean just rolled his eyes and laughed. "Yeah Cas, but you don't have to explain everything out loud y'know, it kinda ruins the moment."

"Oh, my apologies." Cas looked sort of upset at that but when he saw the amusement on Dean's face he began to smile again. "So, are we still friends then, Dean?"

"I guess that depends." Dean said, running one hand up Castiel's neck and running it through his hair all the while gazing into Cas's beautiful blue eyes.

"On what?" Castiel spoke with a yet again confused look gracing his features.

"On whether you want to still be my friend, or if you want to be more than friends." Dean said completely genuinely.

"Are you talking about a relationship? Because I thought there were too many complications for us to do that."

Dean just smiled at that. "I know that's what I said earlier, and yes there are issues, y'know like the fact that you're a dude and I'm not gay–"

"Maybe, you're just 'Cas-sexual.'" Cas added completely plain faced, making Dean crack up with laughter.

As Dean's laughing died down he began to speak again. "Yeah, maybe I am. But my point was that I know there are lot of issues and problems with this, but in this life I could die at any time so I want the make the most of what time I have got, and not waste it. So even though this is going to be really strange for both of us, if you want to try out a relationship thing with me then I totally think we should have a go at it." Dean smiled as Cas answered him by pulling him towards him and kissing him again. This kiss even better than the last.

A/N Okay this is either really cheesy or really crappy, probably a bit of both I guess. I'm really not used to writing these sorts of scenes. But yay Destiel eventually!