Chapter Nine

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Castiel's POV

Was it just me, or was Dean Winchester flirting with me?? He kept asking me questions about what kind of guys I liked, how long I'd known I was gay, if it was difficult to be 'openly attracted to a man' when it came to school... Maybe he was just curious... But maybe he was... No... Guys like him are into girls... Or less weak, nerdy, ugly guys... But not me, even though his eyes seemed to linger on mine too long.. And it looked like he may have glanced at my lips... Or was it just wishful thinking?I didn't know, and I hated not knowing...

Dean's POV

I watched as he was repeatedly flustered by my questions, smiling inwardly because he was really cute when he blushed. I decided that after almost two weeks of working up the courage, I was just about ready to make a move. Hopefully, he has a crush on me too? "Hey Cas, you haven't seen my room yet, want to?" I asked, no plan in mind, just winging it. He shrugged, then nodded and stood up. I tossed the paper plater we'd used, then started walking toward my bedroom, glancing back to make sure he was following. Cas stepped softly after me. I opened my door and stepped into my room, shutting it after Cas followed me in. He was standing just in front of the door, looking around at my walls, covered in band posters. He opened his mouth to comment, and that's when I made my move. I put my hands on his arms and backed him up against my door, gently. "What are you.." Cas began, then trailed off as he traced my line of vision to his lips. His eyes widened and he blinked in surprise. I took a step closer to him, my leg bumping againt his, and leaned close to slowly press a kiss onto his lips. I'd never before known what people meant when they talke about fireworks, but I did now. After a second of what seemed to be shock, Castiel started to kiss me back. I gave myself a mental high five, smiling into the kiss. I slid my hands down his arms and took his hands in mine. I kissed him slowly and softly, cupping his hands in mine and pulling him away from the door, still kissing him. I dropped his hands and slid them over his shoulders, slipping my fingers through the soft, short downy hairs at the base of his neck. He angled his head slightly, kissing me deeply. He slipped his arms around my waist, his fingers bunching the back of my jacket. We kissed until our lungs burned for air, and only then did we separate. Cas blinked a few times, then asked "Did that just.." I interrupted with a "Yeah. Yeah it did..." I mumbled, staring into his eyes. And then I kissed him again, just a small kiss, lasting only a second or two. "And I want it to keep happening." I said, my voice strained as I struggled to speak slowly and not kiss him again. "I haven't been able to stop thinking about you since you knocked.me over in the hallway... I've thought a few guys were cute before, but I could distract myself with thoughts of a girl, or pie. But with you, I couldn't distract myself. I might not be gay, but I've recently accepted the fact that I'm Bi. And I guess I was wondering... Any chance you'd be willing to give me a chance to show you how awesome of a boyfriend I'd be?" I looked into his eyes, my own green irises reflected in his gorgeous blue ones. He took a second to mentally sift through what I'd just said, then replied "Yeah... Yeah, I think I'd like that very much Dean." He smiled and slid his hands to either side of my waist, fingers digging into the fabric of my t-shirt like he was afraid to let go. I smoothed my hands over his shoulders, grinning. "So. Does this mean I can call you my boyfriend?" He nodded. "And I get to hold your hand and kiss you whenever I want?" He nodded again. "And I can walk down the hallway with your hand in mine and let everyone in that damn school know that you're mine and only mine?" my voice dipped an octave when I asked that, moving to a kind of soft growl. He nodded, his pupils dilating and his breathing speeding up a little. "Good." I said, smirking. "What do you say" I asked. "We go on a real date? Right now." He smiled and nodded. "I'd like that Dean." I smiled and slipped my hand down his arm and pulled my keys out of my pocket. "Let's go, I'll take you to my favorite burger place."

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