Dean listened to the crackling of the fire. Castiel's fingers tangled in his short hair soothingly. Dean let out a deep sigh and pressed his body closer to the man's tightening the embrace. There was nothing he ever wanted more and it felt like he finally found peace. Living a happy married life for eternity didn't seem bad. It was just what Dean needed. No hunting, no monsters, no more family business.

Someone somehow had to ruin it. Dean was about to fall asleep when his body jerked awake. He was blinded by a bright light. Dean held onto Castiel but he dispersed into the air with a click leaving a trail of colourful smoke. Dean's eyes widened in panic, he clenched his fists to fight. The bright figure approached quickly raising fear in Dean's heart, a jolt of panic shook his body.

"Dean. " The man heard the familiar groggy voice

A firm hand gripped his left shoulder and the light disappeared when the door the figure came from closed. Dean's eyes widened, even more, seeing the face that was too familiar in front of him.

"What are you doing here?" Dean's bottom lip trembled lightly, he looked around in panic

"I came here to get you, Dean." Castiel's grip tightened

"No." Dean shook his head lightly and pushed Castiel's hand off

"What do you mean..." Castiel squinted his eyes "No?"

"I mean..." Dean inhaled sharply "I don't want to go back."

"But Dean-" Castiel strode forward

"No!" Dean grumbled "I have everything that I need here."

Castiel blinked in confusion, his cerulean orbs sparkling in the dim light. Dean sneakily scanned Castiel's body, he was used seeing the man in ugly sweaters and now the trenchcoat looked completely out of place.

"Sam needs you." Castiel's voice had a pleading note "I- We need you back, Dean."

"I'm tired." Dean's voice faltered "I'm tired of chasing the wind, Cas. What is my life? We're constantly messing things up and then mess everything up, even more, trying to fix ourprevious mistakes.And here? Here I can finally live a normal healthy life."

Castiel furrowed his brows, the pleading glimmer in his eyes disappeared. He strode forward and grabbed Dean's collar, tugging at it violently.

"Do you have no sense of responsibility?" Castiel's voice rose "Sam is out there going over his head trying to get you back! "

Dean let out a soft chuckle, a sorrowful smile graced his lips. The man freed himself out of Castiel's grasp and smoothed down his shirt.

"Sometimes you just gotta let go." Dean said quietly "Sometimes you just have to move on."

"No." Castiel said coldly

Dean scoffed, a questioning look appeared on his face.

"You don't get to chose for me." Dean pointed at himself "I choose for me and my decision is to stay dead."

"You don't understand-" Castiel started

"No." Dean cut the man off "No, no, no. It's you who don't understand. Out there nothing awaits me. I've been stabbed, I've been shot, beaten to death, mauled by dogs. I went to hell, Cas. All those times I went straight to hell but now that I finally have a shot at living normally I will not risk losing it."

"It's not real, Dean."

"It's real enough for me." the man's eyes swell with tears "I have a house, a normal life, a job, a husband and I'm happy! I'm not going back."

Castiel's face shifted, he glanced at Dean and squinted his eyes at the pictures on the walls.

"Husband?" Castiel questioned, his eyes slightly wider than before

Dean's had the mask of pure panic and terror on his face, the man tried stepping to the side to prevent the angel from seeing the pictures but it was too late. Castiel stepped forward pushing Dean aside.

"You don't-" Dean's voice got caught in his throat "There's nothing- You- You should leave."

Castiel shook Dean's hand off and grabbed one of the pictures. Dean bit his lip nervously, his clenched palms sweaty. Castiel examined the framed picture closely, his face showing no clear emotion. The angel was concentrated, clearly thinking about something deeply.

"That's enough of that." Dean snatched the item out of Castiel's hands and carefully placed it back "You have to leave."

A soft smile graced the angel's lips, it was contrasting with the tears filling his sky-blue eyes. He glanced down at his feet Confusing Dean even more. Castiel sucked in a shallow breath and finally managed to look back up. Dean's gaze shifted from place to place, he didn't want to look the man in the eyes because if he did Dean would've broken down.

"This is..." Castiel quickly wiped his eyes with the back of his hand and grabbed another picture frame "This is your heaven?"

"I'm happy here." Dean pressed his lips tightly together, his chin trembled

"Why didn't you..." Castiel trailed off, his fingers brushing over the picture

"Why didn't I tell you?" Dean rolled his eyes and let out an empty chuckle "What do you think I've been trying to do for the past three years?"

"I haven't noticed." Castiel murmured

"Yeah, exactly." Dean took the picture frame out of the angel's hands

Castiel stared at Dean without saying a word, his mouth opened to say something but closed again since he couldn't think of anything to say.

"I'm sorry." Castiel sighed "Please, you have to go back. You have to go home."

"No." Dean smiled softly "This is my home now. This is my final decision."

"You are truly happy here?"

"Yes." Dean nodded "I mean, it sucks being dead but..."

Castiel nodded weakly. Dean nervously picked at his nails waiting for Castiel to leave.

"I cannot change your mind..." Castiel said quietly

"Yeah."

The angel lifted his head up and looked at the man with hope in his eyes.

"But I can at least try."

Dean opened his mouth to reply with a witty remark but Castiel's mouth matched the gap on the man's lips. Dean stepped back in confusion, his legs wobbled a bit before regaining balance. Castiel's slender fingers gripped the back of Dean's neck deepening the kiss. And it was real. It wasn't just a part of Dean's heaven.

The angel pulled away breathing heavily, his hooded eyes still partially closed meanwhile Dean's were wide open. Castiel had a dreamy smile on his lips. Dean mumbled something incoherently, his tongue incapable of constructing words.

"What if..." Castiel sighed, his lips curled into a smile "We create our own heaven... Back on Earth."

"What do you mean by we?" Dean swallowed the lump in his throat "Cas... Do you have feelings for me?"

Castiel let out a sigh followed by a soft chuckle. He glanced at the man in front of him with a child-like smile on his lips.

"Yes."

"Why didn't you tell me then?" Dean scoffed

"Maybe we are both a little childish." The angel spoke

"Can... Can I just leave like that?" Dean looked around "I mean... The wedding-"

"Dean." Castiel grabbed Dean's hand "Let's go."

Dean tapped his foot nervously against the floor, his fingers twitched wanting to grab Cas by the tie. And so he did.

"Screw it." Dean murmured before connecting his lips with the angel's

Castiel leaned back a bit, Dean's hand gripped his waist tightly not letting him fall. Castiel broke the kiss for a brief second just so he could wrap his arms around the man. Dean saw a bright light behind his eyelids and soon a light breeze hit his face.

Dean opened his eyes and found himself standing in an angelic embrace outside the bunker. Castiel pressed his forehead lovingly against Dean's before planting another tender kiss on the man's lips. Dean's lips twitched into a smile, he unglued his gaze from the man's eyes and looked around.

"Sammy." Dean exhaled heavily

The tall man was leaning against the Impala, he had dark circlesunder his eyes but the man looked happy. He let out an airy chuckle and waved weakly.

"Welcome back." Sam smiled

Dean quickly let go of Castiel realizing that they were still pressed against each other. Dean wiped his palms against his jeans nervously andlooked at Sam waiting for his reaction. The man smirked devilishly and tapped his fingers against the hood of the car. He tilted his head to the side in a cocky manner and let out a small laugh.

"I knew it." Sam said stuffing his hands into the pockets of his jeans confidently "I always knew it."

End.