Castiel was practically beaming as he turned the camera on his boyfriend, who was driving with a smile and loud rock music playing in the background. Castiel giggled, which caused Dean to turn to him and then roll his eyes at the sight of the damn camera that Cas seemed to be obsessed with. "What you laughing at, white mom?" He asked teasingly, to which Castiel rolled his eyes in tandem. Cas was nineteen now and Dean was twenty-two. The pair had been together for five years, and each moment, as Castiel would have put it, was magical.
"Why don't you tell the camera where we're going Dean?" Dean mock huffed but shot a smile at his boyfriend anyway, reaching across to grab Castiel's hand gently. He ran a hand over Castiel's thumb gently before replying.
"Well, me and Cas have decided to stop being losers who live in separate apartments so we saved up some money and bought a house in the crappiest-" Castiel shot him a look and Dean rolled his eyes, "I'm sorry, most rural part of Kansas. Evidently, Cas here wants to embrace his southern heritage." Castiel smiled at him and was silent for a minute before speaking again.
"Hey Dean?" He asked, to which Dean made a small questioning noise, "Are you- Are you happy?" Dean rolled his eyes with a smile before squeezing Castiel's hand.
"Of course I'm happy. Now put the damn camera away before I crash the car." Dean said, making Castiel giggle quietly.
"That's my boyfriend."
x
The dark of night caught two boys tangled up in each other. Castiel ran a hand through Dean's short hair as the two of them were locked in a kiss. They broke apart for a half second, Castiel staring into Dean's eyes and Dean staring back with an equal amount of passion before Dean whispered, "You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen," and kissed Castiel again.
x
"Morning Castiel," Dean said, turning the camera on his boyfriend who had just woken up. Cas rolled his eyes with a fond smile and put his hand up to shield himself from the view of the camera. His hair stuck up in fifteen different directions from where Dean had run his hands through it the night previous. He was wearing one of Dean's shirts and a pair of jeans which were two sizes two big on him. He kept sliding around, wearing nothing but one of his favorite pair of socks. It was one of Dean's favorite sights, Cas the morning after, and he was so glad that he got the opportunity to see it when he did.
"Good morning, Dean." Cas said, kissing his boyfriend's cheek off camera before walking over to the cabinet to find a box of cereal. He huffed upon realizing that it was really high and he was too short to reach it, a problem which had never plagued him in the past. Dean laughed hysterically as Castiel, concentration evident on his face, continued to try to knock the box of cereal from the shelf to no avail. However, the angle did give Dean a really nice view of his ass, and his jeans were riding rather low on Castiel's frankly amazing hipbones.
The camera went off.
x
"Merry Christmas, Cas!" Dean said, turning the camera on Cas who was hanging Christmas ornaments on a tree. Castiel smiled at him and waved. He hung another one of his homemade stars on the tree before turning back to Dean with a hand on his hip.
"Are you going to help me out here or are you just gonna stand there and watch me struggle with the fucking gigantic Christmas tree that you decided was a good idea to cut down?" Dean gasped in mock shock before wrapping an arm around Castiel's waist, still keeping the camera on him.
"I'll have you know that it took me ninety minutes to cut that tree down, thank you very much." Dean said, to which Castiel huffed.
"It took you ninety minutes or it took Sam ninety minutes while you just sat on your lazy ass and barked orders?" Castiel asked with a sassy smile. Dean rolled his eyes at Castiel and shook his head.
"You know nothing, Novak. Barking orders is a very important job that needs a real man to make sure it gets done correctly." Dean said. Castiel laughed and hung another ornament on the tree.
"Come on, turn off the camera and help me so that we have more time together before we have to go visit your family."
x
Sam figured out how to work Castiel's camera in less than a minute and turned it on Castiel, as per Dean's instructions when he had first walked into the house. Castiel rolled his eyes at the eighteen year old boy and tilted his head to the side in question.
"What are you doing with my camera, Sam?" He asked. Dean walked over to Cas and silenced him with a chaste kiss. Sam mock gagged behind the camera and Dean shot daggers at him.
"Your only job, Sam, is the shut the fuck up and hold the camera." He said. Sam laughed at that and nodded. Dean turned to Castiel and rested his head against his boyfriend's. "So I have to ask you something, but I don't want it to be weird, okay? So, like, try not to cry." Castiel smiled at that and nodded, still feeling good from spending Christmas eve with Dean's family, who loved him as though he were their own son.
"I promise. What's up, Dean?" Castiel asked. Dean looked over at Mary, who gave him a thumbs up before getting on one knee. He grabbed Castiel's free hand and looked at the floor before looking back up at his boyfriend, a look of love which made everyone in the room silent as the breath caught in Castiel's throat.
"So, Cas, um. I was never one to come up with speeches so I didn't actually write one," Castiel laughed gently and Dean shushed him, "But I do know that you're probably the best thing that's ever happened to me. And I know we're both young and dumb and have no idea what we're doing, but I do know that I've loved you for, god, five whole years now, and it's been the best fucking five years of my life. And if you're crazy like I really, really am counting on you being, you'll say yes to spending the rest of your life with me. Castiel Novak, will you marry me?"
Castiel nodded quickly, "Yes. Oh god, of course I will," he sniffled, "Come here, you idiot."
Dean smiled and kissed him gently as Mary and Sam cat-whistled and John rolled his eyes fondly.