Cas woke up to the noise of a glass falling on the floor and Dean cursing. He was wearing nothing but boxer shorts. He slipped out of his bed and went to the kitchen. As he toddled into the kitchen, he saw Dean on the floor sweeping the fragments up. "Good morning, Dean." Cas said with a sleepy voice. "Did I wake you up? I'm sorry." Dean apologized. "It's okay, it's already 10am, I should've waken up anyway." Cas said and sat down. "What are you doing?" "I made pancakes. Well.. I tried." he replied, looking at some burnt pancakes. Cas smiled. Dean wasn't the best cook but he cooked with love. Cas made a move with his hand, saying that Dean should bring the pancakes. "Don't worry. You know, I eat everything." Dean put the pancakes on the table and sat down. He poured them both orange juice and placed Cas' glass with orange juice in front of Cas. Dean took a sip of his orange juice while watching Cas trying the pancakes. "They aren't even that bad!" Cas said, speaking with his mouth full. That made Dean smile. He ate his pancakes too and they were truly tasty.
After having breakfast they cleared everything up. Cas sat on the kitchen counter. "So what are going to do today?" Dean smiled. "Let yourself be surprised."
They were sitting in the Impala now. Cas still didn't know where Dean would bring him. Dean wanted to take Cas to the beach. He had packed all the things you need for a picnic and he also had sneaked into Cas' room just to take some of his clothes and to pack them in the same bag as Dean's. Cas was riding shotgun. "Dean. Where are we going? I'm so curious." Dean looked at Cas briefly and grinned. "I'm not saying anything. You'll have to wait 'til we arrive." Cas sulked and then he stared out of the window in the hope that this would pass the time.
After 2 hours they almost reached their destination. Cas sat straight and looked eager now. When they arrived, Dean saw that big cute smile on Cas' face. He knew that it would make Cas happy when Dean took him to the beach because Cas had told Dean once that he had never been at the beach.
Cas hopped out of the car and regarded the beauty of the beach. He stood there until Dean came and stood right beside him. Dean had a basket and a blanket in his hands. "I guess, you like where we are?" He said, grinning. Cas just hugged Dean briefly. "You're amazing, Dean." he whispered in Dean's ear and then he released him. Dean scratched his head, he felt flattered. "Are you already hungry?" He asked and Cas negated. They decided to go swimming first. They had a lot of fun and they were truly happy.
The sky had changed his colour into dark blue now. The swimming had made Cas and Dean tired, so they were sitting side by side on the blanket, eating sandwiches, listening to music and watching the stars and the water. Dean certainly had brought whiskey. He poured it into the glasses and gave Cas one. A few glasses later, both were drunk. Cas put his head on Deans shoulder and suddenly he began to sing quietly. "And I hate to say I love you, when it's so hard for me." He paused briefly and began again. "And I hate to say I want you, when you make it so clear you don't want me." He sat down straight again and continued singing. "I'd never ask you, 'cause deep down I'm certain I know what you'd say." He looked into Deans eyes. "You'd say, I'm sorry, believe me, I love you, but not in that way.." He stopped singing and was now looking at the ground. Dean swallowed. "Cas.. Look at me.." Cas lifted his head and was looking at Dean again. "What?" Dean took a deep breath. "I think I'm feeling the same.." "Are you serious?" Cas asked confused. "Yeah." Dean said and grinned. "Come closer, Cas." Cas was now so close to Deans face, he could feel his breath on his skin. "Dean, I always thought you only liked girls. Why would you fall in love with me?" "I don't know, Cas. It just happened. I started thinking about you every night. I even thought about you when I was with Lisa. And I don't know.." Dean was interrupted by Cas, who had pressed his lips on Deans and almost sitting on Deans lap. They started making out intensely and Dean pulled Cas closer so that he was sitting on Deans lap now. Dean gripped into Cas hair and drew it carefully. They stopped when they were both breathless. Dean looked at Cas. "I'm so into you, Cas."
