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Dean’s POV
Dean’s mind had been on the conversation he and Cas had had earlier in the day. It hadn’t strayed from thoughts about Cas all day. Now he knew the truth, about himself and how he truly felt. It was so clear to him, he was surprised he hadn’t seen or realized it before.
It was time to admit it though, time to tell Cas. The poor boy had suffered enough already!
The kiss had been the start of it. The small gesture that would set the stage for what he was going to tell him. What he was going to confess to him.
He pulled out a frying pan and a bag of potatoes from the fridge. Placing the bag on the counter he put a chunk of butter into the pan and let it sizzle. While it did, he cut up four potatoes; cutting them into chunks for hash browns. He then tossed them into the pan to cook.
When that was done he spun around to see Castiel hovering awkwardly in the doorway. Dean grinned at him and then began talking “I’m sure you’ve put some of the pieces together.” He shrugged “I guess it makes sense, I mean… I was never really interested in most of the girls at school. Sure I had my little…. Shall we call them rendezvous?” Dean chuckled “Nothing serious though.”
Dean shook his head and then looked at Cas, moving closer to him. He placed his hands on Cas’ upper arms. Looking into his eyes he said “That isn’t what I have come to want from you though, Cas. I want our friendship to be real… I want us to be serious.”
Cas stared at him; he looked like he was shaking. Dean could feel the slight tremors under his hands. Cas stared at Dean. He looked disbelieving but Dean made sure his eyes told Cas the truth. After what felt like a lifetime, Castiel grinned “What kind of serious?”
“You tell me.”
A wide grin broke across his face, and then he looked down and moved away. With a small sigh he raised his head again “Can I help you with dinner? I know how to cook… a little at least.”
“That would be nice.” Dean replied moving back to the counter. He motioned for Cas to take a knife from the drawer. “If you could open up the package of chicken, bread it and then put in the pan with the potatoes that would be great.”
Cas nodded and got to work immediately.
Dean found himself mesmerized by the precision Cas used, his hands working expertly on the chicken breasts. He rolled them so that they were completely covered and then placed them in the pan with the butter that served as oil and the hash browns.
They sizzled in the pan and Dean turned back to what he was doing. He cut up the rest of the onion and garlic clove, tossing them into the pan. Grinning at the aroma that rose from it; this would be a good dinner. Maybe the best he had ever done.
Cas watched the pan with clear joy on his face. Dean watched him as he leaned back; looking relaxed for the first time since he’d met him. He couldn’t believe how fast his feelings for the boy had developed. He’d known for a whole 72 hours and already he was someone Dean could see himself being with for a long time. “Hey Cas?” He said moving toward the pan and flipping the chicken over so it would cook on both sides.
The boy looked up “Hm?”
“I’m really glad we became friends.”
A bright grin spread over the boy’s face “Me too Dean.” He looked at the food and muttered “Me too.”
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A Normal Life
ФанфикDean Winchester is a high school senior who never pays attention in class and is on the football team. He feels like he can never get his father's approval. He loves his brother and his struggling with a crisis of identity when he meets his new tuto...
