Dean Winchester awoke to the sound of chaos coming from outside his room. He glared at the ceiling fan, wondering what made him wake up from his dream. It was about Castiel of course, but it's not like he would mention that. He looked at his phone and groaned.
He crawled out of bed and stumbled out of his room. He rushed to find the source of the sound, assuming that danger was near, but only found Castiel cooking. "What the hell?" He muttered, rubbing his face
Cas spun around and beamed, "I'm making breakfast!" He said cheerfully. Seeing the look on Castiel's face made Dean grin goofily. Dean covered it by looking down at his pink, fluffy socks. Cas dished up a plate and danced over to the table. He was unusually bright today.
Dean took a seat next to Cas and stared into his eyes. Those stunning blue eyes. Cas looked up at him and gave him a small smile. "Try it," Cas piped. So he did.
Flavor exploded into his mouth when he bit down onto the bacon in his hand. It was scrumptious! "Holy shit Cas!" Dean exclaimed. "This is delicious." He was taking another bite when Cas murmured, "Dean?" "Yeah bud?" Dean replied.
Cas flinched at the word "bud" but continued on. "I have something that I need to tell you. I have been...feeling things for a while now and I don't know how to understand them. I think that they are for you in a romantic way, as the humans would say." Cas smirks shyly as he stares down at the table.
Dean perked up when he heard the confession. "W-what?" He stuttered. "What do you mean Cas?" Dean rose and moved over to Castiel.
Cas gazed up at Dean lovingly and looked him in the eyes. "You know what I mean," Cas whispered. "Your dreams, they show how you feel. You...like me too? But your dreams are a bit provocative. A little rough." ;) Dean froze as his face turned crimson at the mention of his nighttime fantasies.
He clenched his fist and couldn't hold back anymore. He bent over and kissed Castiel passionately. With their lips still locked, Cas stood up and pushed Dean against the nearest wall. Forcefully grabbing him all over, Dean smiled against Cas's lips and whispered, "I'm yours."