Alexio☆

Charlie: Okay bitches, time for truth or dare!

Dean: oh shits about to get real.

Sam: Dude you better not make me do anything fucked up like last time.

Cas: What happened last time? And what is truth or dare?

Dean: Truth or dare is a party game. You take turns and either pick truth or dare. If you pick truth we get to ask you anything we want and you gotta tell the truth, if you pick dare we get to tell you to do whatever we want and you have to do it. Unless you really really don't want to, then you forefeit.

Cas: What happens if you forefeit?

Charlie: *laughing* Thats what happened last time, and we made Sam text a girl he hooked up with last year saying he missed her.

Cas: That... feels cruel.

Charlie: Oh don't worry-

Dean: *also hysterically laughing* We tricked- we tricked him into texting it to- Gabriel!!

Cas: *chuckling* Ah, well that explains why he always asks about you Sam.

Sam: *blushing furiously* You know what? Cas you're up first, Truth or Dare.

Cas: Dare.

*Sam and Charlie grinning at each other*

Sam: Okay, I dare you to... sit on Dean's lap for the rest of the game.

Dean: Dude what the fuck?!

*Cas immediately perching on Dean, facing Sam and Charlie in a way that means Dean has to sort of cuddle him to keep him steady.*

Cas: Did I win?

Sam: Yeah, this round.

Charlie: okay me next!

*they do a few rounds and by this point Charlie's chugged pure gin for 10 seconds, Sam's in a dress, Cas has eaten a whole tablespoon of wasabi and Dean has sharpie on his face. It's Dean's turn again.*

Charlie: Okay loser, truth or dare?

Dean: Dude It will never not be dare.

Charlie: *looking at Sam then back at Dean and Cas* Well, since you and Cas are so close already... I dare you to make out with him.

Dean: WHAT?! You bastards just want me to use my forefeit!!

Cas: *confused* make out?

Dean: *calming down to address Cas* It means like, passionate extended kissing buddy.

Cas: Oh! *suddenly sad* and that would be... bad?

Dean: Wha- NO! Cas no thats not what I meant- Argh, fuck it. I'm not a chicken, c'mere.

*He grabs Cas by the jaw and pulls him down into a kiss. It starts out gently and soft, Cas still not really knowing how kissing is meant to feel, but they quickly get into it. Too into it, way too into it for Sam and Charlie to keep watching*

Sam: uhh... Guys we're just gonna go...

Charlie: Yeah. See you later love birds. *to Sam* Cannot believe that worked!

Sam: Told you so.

*twenty minutes later Cas and Dean break apart and finally realise they're now alone in the bunker.*

Dean: *Giddily laughing* Those little motherfuckers.

Cas: Dean, is the game over?

Dean: Yeah, for a while by the looks of it.

Cas: Does that mean we have to stop?