Chapter thirty
The day after the party (mid-December, before Christmas, part two)
After making plans with Cas to meet up at the local park in a few hours, Dean decided that he would get some homework done. Of course that hadn't worked out so well as he was having trouble concentrating on proofs when all he could think about was what he was going to say to Cas. And more importantly, he wanted to know what Cas was going to say to him; he especially wanted to know what the whole thing at the party had been about.
Once he realized that he had to head out soon, Dean changed and sprayed on as much cologne as he could. Maybe it was his smell that had bothered Cas the night before; that had to be it.
When he got there, he spotted Cas sitting on the bench near the swings, sipping on a coffee and holding another cup of coffee in his hand. Dean had to smile at this, Cas was always so considerate.
"Hey, I see you got me coffee, nice going." Dean said as he approached the bench.
Cas swiveled around so fast that he almost dropped the cups of coffee he was holding and if he wasn't so nervous, Dean would have laughed.
"Hello, Dean. Thanks for scaring the living crap out of me."
Dean rolled his eyes. "Oh boohoo baby, nothing really happened. Here let me take a cup from you." Dean reached out with his hand and Cas handed the untouched drink to Dean. Dean sat down next to Cas but made sure to leave a lot of space between them.
"So.." Dean began but wasn't sure where was going with this.
"Yes?" Cas tilted his head in the adorable way that made Dean want to press him against the bench and kiss him senseless but he had to remind himself that he couldn't do that.
"About last night-"
"I'm sorry, I just didn't-
"I get it, you didn't want to, it's fine." Dean looked down and rubbed his thumb along the side of his coffee cup.
"Dean, that's not what-"
"Look, it's fine, you don't have to make shit up, I get it, I can handle the rejection." Dean averted his eyes.
"Would you just look at me?" Dean looked up.
Cas grasped Dean's face into his hands, leaned forward and then placed a gentle kiss on Dean's lips. The kiss was nothing like the urgent rough kisses they had shared at the party the night before, this one was sweet and gentle.
Once the kiss was over, Dean opened his eyes and said, "Oh."
Cas smiled. "Yes."
"Why, why didn't you- " Apparently Cas's kisses caused Dean to lose track of all previous thoughts.
"Why didn't I want to have sex with you yesterday night? I don't know Dean, maybe it's because I haven't really done anything and maybe it's because I also wanted it to be special. Plus you know there's the whole thing with just recently getting out of a relationship, which by the way, I think we should talk about soon."Dean wished he could ignore the last part but he knew Cas was right. For now though, he could enjoy what was right in front of him without thinking of everything and everyone else.
So Dean just snorted and said, "Shut up and kiss me again."
Cas was happy to oblige.