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Sam putting up mistletoe and then hiding just WAITING for Dean and Cas to meet under it and Cas doesn’t know why Dean is blushing so hard and Sam is just so exasperated and he eventually just yells “KISS ALREADY.”

Prompt: Dean and Cas making out the bunker Inspired By: Stay with me- Sam Smith Triggers: Angsty-ish, but there’s a happy ending Words: 979 Author’s note: This is my first oneshot guys, so I hope you like it! Thanks to winsextr for sending the request in! “If he stays then I’m afraid I will have no other choice but to leave.” Ezekiel’s words hit Dean harder than he would have liked to admit. He knew it was probably selfish but he wanted to have both his brother and Cas with him under the same roof for once, especially since Castiel was now human. Dean turned to look at Cas who was eating a sandwich rather delicately as though he didn’t know what to make of it. “I don’t understand, what does Cas staying here have to do with you healing Sam?” “He might inform the other angels of my location.” Ezekiel replied giving Dean a stone faced expression. “Cas wouldn’t do that though, there’s got to be another way.” Dean argued hoping Zeke couldn’t hear the underlying plead in his tone. “I’m sorry Dean, but if you want me to continue healing your brother he has to leave.” The hunter knew who he’d choose; he didn’t really have a choice. Sam always came first no matter what the consequence. Dean nodded his head briefly and prepared himself to tell his best friend he couldn’t stay. With a heart heavier than he’d have liked to admit he walked up to Cas who looked up at him with those big blue puppy eyes. “Hey buddy, we have to talk.” The blond cleared his throat. “Is something wrong Dean?” Dean opened his mouth but no words came out, he’d lost Cas so many times before and just when they’d finally found each other they were going to have to let go again. ‘Do it for Sam’ the nagging voice of his father pierced at the back of his mind. “You can’t stay.” There, he’d pushed those vile words past his teeth and straight to the ex-angel’s heart. Castiel’s confused expression quickly fell and was replaced with one of pain. “Dean, I don’t understand. Did I do something?” Dean hated showing his emotions, yet another Winchester trait burdened upon him years ago, but he could feel his heart breaking in two. Not that he’d ever admitted it to anyone before but he had feelings for Cas that went far beyond that of familial love. “No, it’s just that Sam needs-” ‘Don’t mention Zeke’ Dean reminded himself. “It’s complicated right now Cas.” “Oh, I still don’t understand human needs but I trust that you know what’s best for Sam.” Dean couldn’t find it in himself to meet Castiel’s eyes as he followed him back to his room. He didn’t have much, considering he’d had a limited supply of money and no one to take care of him, just the clothes he was wearing now and his angel blade. Dean handed Cas a few of his plaid shirts and a change of jeans. Once Cas’ stuff had been put into an extra duffle bag they had lying around the two looked at each other longer than necessary. “So, I guess this is goodbye. Again.” Dean swallowed the lump in his throat and forced a smile on his face. “Dean you don’t have to pretend to be happy.” The blond scoffed and looked away refusing to meet those warm blue eyes. “What? I’m not pretending Cas, I’m just saying it sucks that you have to leave you know, especially since I-we just got you back.” Dean let out an empty laugh causing Cas to frown and step closer to him. “Dean.” Castiel placed his hands on either side of Dean’s face, his eyes focusing on those soft pink lips he desperately wanted to press his own against. “Cas what are you doing?” Seizing the opportunity Castiel pressed his lips against Dean’s. The kiss was a little awkward at first, neither of them fully processing what was actually happening but once it sunk in Dean grabbed Cas’ hips pulling him in closer. Cas snaked his hands around Dean’s neck, his fingers gripping at the hunters short hair pressing himself against Dean until there was no space between them. In that moment everything seemed to shut off, the world could have been ending at that moment and they wouldn’t have noticed. For once Dean’s mind was completely at ease, there was no nagging voice to remind him he couldn’t have nice things, the weight of the world lifted off his shoulders. When they finally broke apart they were both panting heavily, their lips dark red and swollen. “That was amazing.” Castiel panted his eyes never leaving Dean’s. “Yeah.” Dean agreed softly. There was a split second pause before they lunged forward, their lips never parting except for when they had to breathe. They kissed passionately, Dean’s teeth gently nipped at Cas’ bottom lip causing him to let out a satisfied moan. Cas’ grip on Dean’s hair tightened and Dean kissed him more frantically as though he was afraid he’d open his eyes to find out none of this was real. He snaked his hands under Cas’ shirt enjoying the warmth radiating off his skin more than he probably should have. Castiel placed his hands on Dean’s forearms pulling back from the kiss, his cheeks reddening. “I’m not sure if I’m ready for that yet Dean.” He looked down refusing to meet the hunter’s eyes so he wouldn't have to see the look of disapproval he was sure was there. Dean lifted Cas’ chin up so that their eyes met. “It’s okay Cas, this is nice the way it is.” They both smiled and leaned their foreheads against each other. Dean closed his eyes and held Castiel against him and in that moment he felt as though he had everything he wanted. “Stay with me.” He whispered in Cas’ ear. “But what about Sam?” “We’ll figure something out, just stay a little longer.” “Okay Dean.” Cas tilted his head up to press a soft kiss against Dean’s lips and in that moment everything was perfect.