Finish Me

Seven

Chapter Seven

Dean pouted when Cas told him to wait in the room for him while he went into town to grab a few things they liked to snack on at night while watching a movie that the school didn't have. Dean paced the room, hating that Cas refused to play with him the past few days, even simple things, nothing too rough or strenuous small things to help relax Dean's Subside. Still, Cas felt like they had to wait, and per their agreement, he was in charge of making sure Dean stayed healthy. One of the rules was that Dean was kneeling by the door waiting for Cas when he came back to the room. Well, today, Dean wasn't feeling it. He didn't want to kneel by the door when Cas texted him, telling him he was ten minutes away. Today he decided to sit by the door naked and wait for Cas to come into the room. The door slowly opened. Dean stayed where he was on his butt, not looking up at Cas but staring at his shoes.

"Hello, Dean," Cas greeted, running his fingers through his hair before moving away like he always did when he walked in.

Dean didn't move. He waited for Cas to say something to him. He listened to the rustling of the plastic bag and the small thud and crinkle of chips and candy being spread out. Cas made an exaggerated sigh drawing Dean's attention; he peeked over to see what Cas was doing.

"It's too bad you didn't do as I asked; I was planning a light scene, but," Cas said with a shrug sitting down on the bed to remove his shoes.

Dean folded his arms across his chest, not moving from his spot. He wasn't going to let Cas get to him; he knew the only reason he said that was because Dean wasn't in his kneeling position when Cas walked into the room; he wasn't going to let it get to him.

"Dean, I'm talking to you," Cas said gently. A little worry leaked into his voice.

"So, you don't wanna play with me. Why should I care?" Dean pouted, looking down at the floor.

Cas sighed and walked over to his Sub sitting opposite Dean. He ducked his head down, making eye contact with his sub. Dean looked up and then looked back down. Cas's eyes were intense, especially if he was concerned.

"If you want my attention, this is not how you get it," Cas told him. There was still a softness to his voice.

"The doctor said I was fine, I feel fine," Dean argued; he wasn't sure why he was so annoyed with Cas. It would be the first time he had gone a few days without sex, and he was sure it wouldn't be the last.

Cas slumped his shoulders, "What is this about? Did I do something wrong? Did I hurt you?" he asked, worried that there was more to the pouting than it seemed.

Dean shook his head bring his knees up to his chest; he didn't want Cas to shove him aside like his last Dom did because he got emotional. Cas scooted closer to Dean, reaching out to lace their fingers together,

"I wasn't pushing you aside. I wanted to make sure everything was ok before we did anything intense I wanted to work our way back up to everything; I am sorry that wasn't clear," Cas said, moving even closer.

Dean looked at him. His eyes misty with tears, "I thought, well... Nevermind," he started to say before cutting himself off. Cas wasn't going to like him getting emotional.

Cas reassured him that he would never get in trouble for anything he told him, for there were no punishments for open and honest communication. Dean nodded. He knew that Cas was a good guy and an amazing Dom, but it was something that he couldn't push aside. All the others got mad when he wanna talk, so he kept it to himself ever since.

"I don't, I'm not," Dean sighed and shook his head, "I like you, Cas, and not just as my paired Dom."

Cas smiled, "Dean, I was going to wait to tell you, but I feel the same way," he said, pulling the other man into his lap.