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So here's the next chapter. Just to say I have never been to Vegas so this is all written purely from what I have gathered from watching far too much CSI late into the evening. I hope you like it.
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The next day Dean and Cas went to have a look round Vegas. Castiel had to confess that the bright lights were pretty, he could see how people liked it here, but he didn't. It was too busy, too full of noise and people shouting. And the feelings he got off them all was enough to make his head explode. It seemed everyone was on some sort of high, some fever which seemed to make them do things that they would not do in their normal lives. Castiel tried to shut it out. He did not need this place influencing his decisions while he thought over what Gabriel had suggested the previous evening not that he got very far with that.
Dean on the other hand was trying really hard to think of anything other than the man with him. As such he pulled him along the stripe, looking at everything, though not going inside, it seemed to him as if Cas was a bit cautious of this place, which was a good thing in his mind. Plus he had no spare money to gamble away. But they could enjoy the feel of Vegas, that was always fun.
Soon the day gave way to evening and Dean decided it was time that they sat down and had a nice cold beer. With that in mind he pulled Cas to a strip club so he could ogle the girls while they did so. After all he needed something other than Cas to look at and maybe the guy would like it. He wasn't interested in men after all so maybe he would like some scantily clad women instead.
Walking in Dean was about to head to a table by the stage but Cas stopped him and with his head gestured towards the bar instead making Deans eyebrows raise. Didn't Cas want to see the women?
Castiel couldn't believe it when he entered the club behind Dean. Oh it wasn't the half-naked women that he couldn't cope with, though this place was a den of iniquity and as an angel he should not be there, no it was the feel of lust he felt pouring of the customers in the place which made him stop short. He needed to be as far away from them as possible, otherwise who knew what might happen if that infiltrated his mind. He still had not decided if he was going to take Gabriel's suggestion or not and he preferred to have a clear head to think of such things. As such he directed Dean towards the bar where the feelings where reduced and he would be able to ignore them in favour of conversing with his companion.
Once seated at the bar with two beers in front of them Dean turned so he could watch the show.
"Hey Cas, what do you think of her?" He asked gesturing to the redhead currently dancing.
Castiel spared her barely a glance as he replied. "She does not interest me. In fact none of the women here do."
"What you saying you're interested in men? Cos you know I don't judge." Dean asked trying really hard not to sound hopeful, not that anything was going to happen between him and Cas.
"I do not have a gender preference Dean, it is what is inside a person that is important, not the packaging." Castiel replied earnestly.
"Wow that's deep." Dean replied with a chuckle. That was not the answer he had expected from Cas that's for sure.
"It is the way I feel." Castiel replied with a shrug taking a sip of his beer.
"So I guess you believe in love then?" Dean asked just to make conversation as he looked round the club.
"You do not?" Castiel asked turning to him with a frown. He knew that Dean did not let people in but he had no idea that there was the possibility that he did not believe in love full stop.
"Na, not really. It's just another name for lust in my mind." Dean replied turning back to Cas when he felt his glare at him. What had he done now?
"Love is so much more Dean. It is an understanding between two people. A knowledge that you are cared for. That your other half would do anything to make you happy, would risk anything for you." Castiel stated trying to explain what it was that he cultivated in the people he paired up. No wonder they had not been able to pair Dean if he did not even believe love existed.
"That's just romanticized shit." Dean replied putting down his beer and glaring back at Cas. I mean what did this guy know about it? He didn't have any memories so it wasn't like he was speaking from experience.
"No Dean it is not. But it is also more than that. It is the feel that everything is a little brighter when you are by their side. That the world looks new as you see through their eyes. It is special and should be cherished by all those who find It." Castiel argued passionately. He had to change Dean's mind on this or he would never succeed.
"Yeah I'm still not buying what you're selling. I mean people in love still fight and fall out it and crap like that. There's no magic wand that makes everyone have a happy ever after you know." Dean replied with a bitter tinge to his voice as he thought over all the people he knew who were left alone.
"You are right but just because people argue does not mean they do not still love. And you don't fall out of love. You fall in love, and you are in love and you love for an eternity. There is nothing greater on this earth than those feelings, and nothing that can break that bond when formed." Castiel replied with a begging look in his eyes for Dean to understand.
"Oh yeah? What about death hu? That seems to be able to break it." Dean said crossing his arms. He didn't understand why Cas was trying to persuade him to believe in love so passionately, I mean what did that have to do with him anyway?
"True love exists beyond death Dean. In heaven soul mates will be together for ever." Castiel responded instantly staring so intently at Dean that he started to feel a bit uncomfortable with Cas' obvious belief in what he was saying.
"Whatever dude, let's just watch the show." Dean muttered turning back to the stage or at least trying to, but being stopped by Cas putting his hand on his arm.
"No Dean, you need to understand love, learn to accept it into your life." Castiel begged the human in front of him.
"Oh yeah? Whys that Cas?" Dean challenged him. He would not be preached at by anyone about anything thank you very much.
"Because..." And there Castiel could think of no answer without telling Dean who he was and why he was there. He needed Dean to open up to love, without that he had no hope of achieving his objective.
"Exactly." Dean replied smugly when Castiel didn't continue.
Castiel looked at that smug look on Dean face and did the only thing he could think of to remove it and hope to open Dean to the idea of love. He took a leap of faith, and once again followed Gabriel's advice.
Leaning over he took Deans face in his hands making the humans eyes widen as he wondered just what the hell Cas was going to do and he place his lips against Deans, and wow did it ever feel wonderful. He didn't want to stop. Which he didn't. for a full minute he rested his lips against Deans, not sure what he was supposed to do now that they were touching, he had never really paid much attention to the humans that did this, and Dean was being decidedly unresponsive to the kiss. So finally he pulled away and lowered his hands back to his lap and just looked at Dean waiting for the man's response.
Dean's brain had stopped working, Cas was kissing him, well he guessed that was what it was. It was more he was pressing his lips firmly against Deans, but that defined a kiss right? What the hell? Why was the guy kissing him? They had been arguing for Christ sake, there had definitely not been any signals from either of them. So how did they go from a 'discussion' about love to kissing? I mean really? And why was the guy just sitting there staring at him? I mean Dean hadn't responded at all surely he felt some embarrassment about that.
"You just kissed me?" Dean finally made his mouth work to say, though it sounded more like a question. As if he needed to have that confirmed.
"Yes." Castiel replied still not looking away.
"Why?" Dean asked the only thing that came to mind.
"I wanted to." Castiel replied, it was the truth in some part at least.
"Why?" Dean asked again he still couldn't get his head round all this.
"Did you not want me to Dean?" Castiel asked instead of replying.
"What? Yes, I mean no, I don't know." Dean spluttered he really didn't know the answer to the question. His brain seemed frozen on the feel of Cas lips against his and couldn't move past that.
"Well that is informative." Castiel replied with a small smile as he felt the feelings roll off of Dean. The confusion, shock and alarm, but underneath all those surface emotions was a feeling of happiness, of warmth and a feeling that Dean would very much like to do it again , something Castiel was not adverse to. Not now he knew that he had to open Dean to the idea of love as well as to letting people in. No he would kiss Dean as many times as it took to do both of those things. Well that was his reasoning and not just because he thoroughly enjoyed the experience.
"Sorry Cas but geez we're in a strip club, it's not exactly conducive for kissing. You're supposed to drink beer and watch the women." Dean tried to justify his behaviour. Though to be honest he had no idea of what he was doing or saying right now. And he had no idea of what else was happening in the room, for all he knew there could be pigs flying round and unless they pasted in between his and Cas' locked eye line he wouldn't have a clue.
"I told you Dean, it is what is inside that interests me. The women have no hold over my attention. Whereas what is inside you interests me greatly." Castiel replied with simple honesty as he starred into Deans green eyes. They really were the window to his soul. He could read so much of the thoughts and feelings going through the human in them.
"Oh." was all Dean could reply to that. The guy he had been crushing on since they met and the guy he had refused to allow himself to make any advances towards had just told him that he liked him. Not for his body but for who he is. No one had ever said that to Dean before, it was kinda scary.
"Yes. Shall we discuss something else while you process this information?" Castiel asked when Dean had just sat there for a full 5 minutes not saying a word. No doubt he needed time to sort through his feelings, Castiel had observed that it took humans longer to come to the conclusions that the angels can see with just a look at their soul.
"Yeah." Dean nodded, not 100% sure what he was agreeing to but agreeing all the same.
"Very well." with that silence descended as neither could think of a topic of conversation. In fact Dean still couldn't think at all and Castiel was just enjoying himself watching his charge.