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They had been driving for a few hours that morning and Dean still couldn't work out what he was supposed to do now. Cos as far as he saw it he and Cas where now in a relationship, which meant that he was a boyfriend, and he had a boyfriend, but... and here it was, now did boyfriends act? I mean he had never really had one, oh he had had the odd relationship here and there, but they had all been with woman. His way of trying to conform to social expectations, or at least that was what Sammy called them, he called them being sensible enough to know a hot person when he saw one. I mean yeah okay he wasn't the relationship kind of guy, but if he had been he would have had relationships with men, he just had never found one he wanted to have one with. That was all.

But he was getting off topic, which was, how did he act like a boyfriend? I mean when he had agreed he had expected Cas to change his attitude to him, somehow. You know, maybe they would kiss to seal the deal or something. But nothing happened, all the guy had done was smile that damn smile which melted Deans insides at him and turned to pack there bags so they could get on the road. Okay fine, Dean could go with that, maybe he would be different after breakfast or something, so Dean had got up and got dressed and they had gone to the local diner to eat. And yet Cas still was the same, he didn't try to take Deans hand as they walked from the car to the door, he didn't try to sit any closer to him at the table, nor did he try to touch Dean in any way. It was starting to drive him crazy. Cos he had no idea what it was Cas expected from this, and unless Cas showed him what he wanted, well how in the hell was Dean supposed to know?

Swearing at himself in his mind he glanced over at his passenger who was sitting there resting his chin on the knuckles of one hand as he stared out of the window watching the world go by a smile still on his lips, though this one was a muted version of the last. Taking care to make sure he was also paying attention to the road Dean discretely observed his new boyfriend, wondering what another man would do in this situation, you know the sappy kind, which he was not. So what would Sam do? Yeah if there was ever a soppy sap it was his brother. So what would Sammy do?

With that Dean looked over at Cas once more and noticed that his other hand was resting on the seat in-between them. Turning back to the road Dean took a couple of deep breaths before he finally got up the courage, and without giving himself a change to chicken out he reached across the seat and laid his hand over Cas'. He didn't turn and look at the man to see his reaction. He was too busy dealing with his own. Cos part of him was cringing at his behaviour, I mean really, hand holding? But another, larger part, the part the rebellious organ in his chest was leading the cheering squad for celebrated at the contact of skin on skin, even if it was only their hands. Oh damn it, he was becoming a freaking chick like brother now.

Castiel had been sitting the calmly watching the world pass him by as they drove. He had not approached Dean for any contact since his agreement for two reasons. The first was he could feel that Dean was uncomfortable with this new arrangement and thus he wanted to give his charge time to accumulate to the situation, and second he had come to the startling realisation that he really wasn't sure what one did in a relationship. It was strange, he had spent his eternity pairing humans, but when it came to the practical aspects of relationships he was as in the dark as Dean it seemed, if not more so. So he sat there in the car and thought over what he would do with this time he had been given. Or at least what he would do once Dean had accepted that they were now together, and he had decided that he would leave it until they stopped for the evening. Maybe once they got a motel room he could approach Dean and ask him to teach him to kiss. Yes that seemed like a reasonable thing to do. He was a complete novice after all, so it would make sense that he asked his partner to teach him that which he did not know. He was pulled from these thoughts by a rush of feelings that definitely weren't his own and a warm hand being placed on his.

Turning he saw that Dean had a determined look on his face as he stared at the road, refusing to acknowledge Castiel was even there it seemed, and yet he had reached over and placed his hand on top of Castiel's own. Castiel sat for a moment, staring at there joined hands as he was swamped with the feel of Dean's skin against his own, and Deans feelings coursing through him, before he carefully turned his hand under the other man's so that there palms where now together. He then just as carefully, almost as if he wasn't gentle Dean would spook on him, he bent his fingers round Deans hand so he was holding it in his own. When Deans fingers also bent Castiel smiled brightly once more before turning back to looking out of the window. It seemed Dean had accepted the situation and was ready for the next phase.

And Dean driving down the road determined not to look at the man beside him caught the smile that seemed to radiate on his face as he interlocked their fingers. he let out a breath he hadn't known he had been holding and relaxed into the feel of Cas next to him while his heart rejoiced. Damn that traitorous organ, it was so going to get him into all sorts of shit here, he just knew it. But he also knew it was to damn late to back out now, this road would take them where it would and he had only one choice, and that was to follow it.