Castiel smiled as he and Dean walked by town. Two teens on collage, happy and satisfied.
"Hold my hand Dean!" Cas said with bright smile as he rised his hand to his best friend, who blushed. He didn't moved.
Dean noticed how Castiel's happy smile fell and Dean bit his lip.
Screw it
Dean took Castiel's hand and squeezed it softly. Castiel's eyes shot on Dean and bright smile showed on his lips again.
They didn't let go of eachother anymore.
