A/N: This one is not my story, I got it off Tumblr I just changed a lot of things, enjoy!
Dean was hit by a love potion. What could possibly go wrong? With Cas being the first person Dean saw after the love potion, he fell in love with him, magically.
Sam was ready to hold his brother back from any embarrassing behavior, anything he'll regret later - but Dean handled it like a pro. He kept his hands to himself - barely patting Cas on the shoulder to say goodnight, barely said a word out of place, as they sat in the bunker, trying to figure out how to break the spell.
There's a feeling, sometimes, when Dean looks at Cas... a feeling of something deep moving beneath the surface, of a powerful emotion - but Dean kept it perfectly in check.
"How are you doing that?" Sam asked. "Is it a weak spell?"
Dean, jaw clenched - fire in his blood, burning alive - shakes his head slowly. "It's strong," he said. I've got practice, he almost added.
"Hmm, so there's nothing going on between..." A smirk played on Sam's lips.
"Shut up!" Dean half shouted.
Later that night Cas came to see him, late. Dean was awake, of course, researching in his room, laptop glowing brightly. He jerked his head up sharply when Cas knocked at the door, always alert. Oh no, Dean hesitated for a short moment until letting him in.
"Cas," Dean closed his computer half way. "Come in."
"You're sure? With the spell, it won't be too..." Cas paused, awkward. Dean shook his head. For some reason, a dark blush appeared on his cheeks.
"It's alright," he says - and then he made the biggest mistake the spell has pushed out of him. "I'm used to it," he added.
They both paused. Dean stared at Cas in a kind of paralyzed silence - unable to believe that now, now, after all these years of quietness, he had twisted a little of his feelings into words.
"I would ask you how it feels," Cas said eventually. He's standing half inside the door, tense. "But I believe I know already."
There was a moment of utter noiselessness - but to Dean and Cas, it's the loudest few seconds of their lives. Understanding crashes into them both; without words, just with their eyes alone, they tell each other everything.
Sam walked into Dean's room, startling them both, breaking them out of their trance.
"Um, Dean, can I speak to you?" He glances at Castiel, "Alone?" Cas nods in understanding and exits the room, closing the door behind him.
"What do you want Sam?"
Sam walked towards Dean with his laptop in his hand.
"Listen, I did a little research on the love potion and... well..."Dean was getting frustrated with Sam.
"Dammit Sammy, what? What's the cure?" Sam looked as if he were about to laugh. He handed Dean his laptop. After reading the page, Dean's face turned a bright red. "Oh, in order to break the spell I just need to...um... kiss Cas, just a single kiss."
"Yep, should I tell him?"
"No," Dean replied, "I'll tell him," Sam finally left the room when Cas walked back in. Dean opened up his mouth to explain but Cas cut him off. "I heard." Dean got off the bed and walked towards Cas, the wooden floorboards squeaked under him.
"So-" soft lips smashed into Dean's, cutting him off.
They made sure the spell was completely broken though, not wanting to take any chances.
(Sorry this was a short one)
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Rastgelemade this in seventh grade but i don't wanna delete it since a lot of u are STILL saving it smh
