The hot sun beat down on Dean's back, causing an uncomfortable moisture to form. He put down the box full of books, looking around the house carefully. As he slipped his shirt over his head, he thought about how much his life has changed in the past year. Both him and his brother had given up hunting. Not exactly given up, however. There was nothing left to hunt. The three of them, Dean, Sam, and Castiel, had finally locked the gates of Hell. Sealing away any demon that ever wanted to lay a hand on mankind. Purgatory was shut, considering the few angels left didn't want to deal with anymore abominations. They were happy, even though there were very little left. Heaven was dying out, and even Cas knew that. He knew that when he gave his grace up, and he knew he was abandoning his home. But that was perfectly okay with him and even some of the angels, because they all knew he had found a new home. Dean. They all noticed it and constantly teased Cas about it, even when Dean and Sam still hunted. Cas always blushed and shook his head, pushing his brothers and sisters away playfully. He never truly realized how much he loved Dean until they shut the gates and he automatically assumed he would still be staying with Dean. He never thought of life outside of Dean, let alone without him. Of course, Dean thought the same. He didn't know what he would do without Castiel. They were quite literally a match made in heaven.
"Dean? You okay?" Castiel's voice snapped Dean out of his thoughts, making him notice the weird stare the man was giving him.
"Wha.. Oh yeah, I'm fine. Just thinking," Dean smiled and walked back outside, trying to clear his head. He didn't want to think of Heaven and Hell and Purgatory. He wanted to focus on the new life he had with Cas. They finally had a house of their own, and today was moving day. The final day to pack their small amount of belongings away into the house, as their landlord already had new people moving in.
"Hey, you wanna grab some lunch soon?" Cas called from the doorway, his foot sticking out in an attempt to block their cat from escaping.
Dean lifted another box, one of the last ones, and nodded. "That sounds good. Make sure Honey doesn't run out," he nodded across the street, "the people who live across from us have a dog. Just be careful." Dean leaned over and kissed Cas quickly, smiling at him.
Cas followed the other man inside, scooping up the cat as he did. He set her down on the couch, trying to keep her calm. She'd been acting strange ever since they moved in—meowing and hissing randomly and staring at random spaces of air as if something was there. Cas shrugged when she leapt down and ran off into another room, walking into the kitchen behind Dean. He slipped his arms around the ex-hunter's waist, putting his head in the crook of his neck. Cas sighed happily, breathing in Dean.
"This is amazing, Dean. I never imagined that we'd ever be able to live a normal, demon-free life. It's... I love it. I love you," Castiel whispered, kissing Dean's neck lightly. Dean grinned and spun around, planting his lips on Cas'.
"I love it and you too, Cassie," he replied, his eyes shining with happiness and excitement. "I can't wait until we have everything unpacked and we can really see what it looks like!"
"Well, Dean, we really don't have that much, you know. But I know what you mean, don't worry," Cas gestured to the few boxes in each room, all sloppily labeled.
Dean shrugged. "It's better than nothing. Neither of us have ever... Had to unpack anything before. It feels good, knowing something like this belongs to us. It feels normal."
"You're adorable. I love you," Cas kissed Dean again before running off to find Honey, the kitten he adored so much. Dean joked that Cas was going to want to marry Honey and not him, mostly because whenever he said that Cas would jump up and hug him and kiss him, promising he'd never leave. It made Dean's heart ache, hearing Cas talk like that. It made it ache in a good way, however. Because he knew Cas could say that without fear. No demon would show up at their doorstep to take either of them away. The only way they'd die was naturally, or from a normal human way to go. No more losing each other in battles, no more sacrifice. Even had mentioned it as they helped him move into his apartment. He'd said it was weird almost, not having to have salt and holy water ready at all times. It was peaceful.
