Our Love. (Destiel Fanfiction) COMPLETED!!

Chapter 6:

4 months...

4 months, Castiel has been dragging Tyler by, and showing him off. That was until, Castiel sat Dean, and Sam down. "I wanted to talk to you guys." his voice fading, he didn't look Dean in the eye, and kept his eye on the ground. "Do you think, it'd be alright to move out, and move in with Tyler?" he nearly whispered the last part. Silence, Sam cleared his throat, and Dean didn't move.

"Dean-" Sam started, Dean stood up, and shoved past Castiel.

"Get out, get the hell out!" he shouts at Castiel, who flinches. Dean runs into the kitchen and punches one of the counters, his knuckles hurt but he doesn't listen to the pain.

"Dean, come on." Sam says.

"Back off!" Dean hissed, "I want him to remember, I want him to love me, and we'd cook stupid cookies in here." he started to heave, Sam laid his hand on his shoulder. "Don't touch me!" he shouted, walking away from Sam, and going to his room. He slams the door, and sat on his bed. There was a light tap on the door, he turned towards it. "Go away, please Sam. i'm tried." there was silence.

"Its uh me, Cas. Please let me in Dean." he said his name, Dean could've open the door, and let him run in. he sat there, then stood up, and opened the door. Castiel stood there, before walking inside, and smiling at him. "I want to talk to you.."

"What about?" Dean asked, trying to play cool almost like he didn't just explode at him, and told him to leave.

"Us." he said.

"What?"

"I know we have a past and that it hurts you to see me like this. Not remembering you, I'm terribly sorry. But I want to you to know, I still want to be your friend. I enjoy being around you." Castiel smiled, setting his hand on Dean's hand. "Still want to be friends?"

"Sure, as long we are close!" Dean smiled.

"I'm sure we can work on that!" Castiel laughed, kissing Dean's cheek, and standing up. "I'm going now, Tyler, and I have some things we have to." he said, walking out. Dean touched his cheek, feeling his warm lips on his cheek. He stood up, walking downstairs, and seeing Taylor, and Sam cuddled on the couch. His heart was squeezed, he wanted to cuddle with someone. Find someone new, idiot. He thought, Dean out on his leather jacket, and went to the garage. He grabbed a pair of keys, taking a motorcycle, and pulling out of there.

Dean found himself at a restaurant, sitting there alone, and looking around. A young woman was sitting alone as well, reading a book, and eating some fries. She looked up from her book, she smiled at the waiter, and ordered something else. She looked around her 20's, long black hair, and at the ends were a dark blue. Her eyes were glued to the book, they were brown, and she high cheek bones. Plump lips, she was beautiful. Dean looked at her, she finally felt someone starring at her. She looked up, meeting Dean's eyes. He waved her way, the girl blushed, and set her book down. Waving for him to sit across from her.

Dean walked towards her, "what's your name stranger?" she asked, putting a book mark into her thick book, and shutting it.

"Dean, yours?" he asked, she picked up a fry, and ate it.

"Kim." she smiled, "Whatcha you doin' here all by yourself?" she asked.

"I don't know, just got out a relationship, and I wanted to find someone new." he shrugged. "What about you?"

"I like to read." she lifted her book, he read the title, and was shocked. "Which is weird, they say his name is Dean. Your name is Dean. That's why I liked you so much." Kim laughed. She was reading a Supernatural book.

"So you like those books?" Dean asked her.

"Of course I do." she laughed. "I don't know, I enjoy reading. I don't really talk to people." Kim shrugged.