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The silence realistically was 3 seconds long but felt like an eternity with how they made eye contact. "Hey!" Dean interrupted, "Wanna come inside for a beer?!"

Dean really didn't want to talk to Castiel about anything other than the day he shared his feelings toward Dean. Every second that he has spent with him in heaven, he wants to talk about it all.

"Uh- I actually should get back to work." Cas nervously looked at the ground and then at the sunset, never daring to look into Dean's eyes.

"Oh please you can spare a second, I mean we have all eternity here." Pulling Cas's arm he yanks him into the house. When they walk in, the house is a sight for sore eyes. Tall, spacious, wooden roof with beams keeping it up. All around the house was decorated with fishing and car decorum. It was Dean's dream house.

"Woah- okay um, the kitchen!" Dean says as he begins to search the big house to try and find the kitchen. He walks into one of the door entryways and says, "HA! found it." Looking back at Cas with a cheeky grin. When he curves around the corner of the wall and out of Castiel's sight, a sigh of nervousness came out of the angles mouth. He knew exactly what Dean wanted to talk about, and Cas wasn't ready to 'chat' about that at the moment.

I'll just change the subject until he gets drunk and has to go to bed... but can I stall him long enough?!

Thoughts raced around Castiel's head, the only reason he told dean he was in love with him was because he was trying to save him. It totally wasn't because he needed to get it off his chest or whatever.

As the denial continued in Cas's head. The blond entered the room again to see the angel with a puzzled face, just staring at the ground in front of him, as if deep in thought.

"Got the beers," Dean began as he handed one to Castiel. "Please- make yourself at home." He says gesturing to the couch in front of them.

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