I'm Such A Fool For You

Part 2

During the drive to the closest burger joint, Dean found himself constantly glancing back at Y/n and Castiel in the rearview mirror, something twisting in his stomach when he noticed how close Y/n was sitting to Castiel, the way she'd throw her head back when she laughed at something he said, sometimes reaching out to touch his shoulder or arm. They kept their voices low, which angered Dean even more, his head swimming as he tried to think of what they could be talking about. She was making sure their conversations were just for him, but sometimes he'd catch small parts of something she was saying, which wasn't any better. His attention was split between driving and trying to think of a way to interject without seeming like too much of an ass. His hands tighten around the steering wheel, and he glances back at the mirror again.

"You two sure are chatty," he comments, forcing his gaze back to the road when he sees Y/n's e/c eyes dart up to meet his.

"Yeah, well, we have a lot in common," she murmurs. Dean's chest tightens at the way she smiles softly and looks down, and he sighs.

If she wasn't such a good friend, it wouldn't be like this. He wouldn't be afraid of someone hurting her, but he's always been like this. It's because we grew up together, he swallows roughly, she's like family, I gotta protect her, like Sammy... His eyebrows furrow, and he grimaces.

Castiel turns his gaze to Y/n, his eyes sparkling slightly as his cheeks tinged pink.

"We have a lot in common?" He murmurs. Y/n smiles brightly.

"Well, I mean- yeah. That's why we...get along so well." Castiel's gaze searches her face.

"Like you and Dean?"

"W- wait, uh, what?" Y/n asks, her eyebrows pulling together.

"You and Dean. Although you fight a lot- most of the time, really, the two of you almost depend on each other." He replies. "It's obvious that the two of you share a strong bond," y/n shakes her head, turning her gaze to the floor.

"That's different, Cas." Dean's eyebrows shoot up, his lips quirking in amusement.

"Yeah, Cas. When she says you two have something in common, that something is really a common interest to-"

"Dean!" Y/n shouts, her eyes flaming as she glares at him. "Shut up." Dean chuckles.

"Sorry, sweetheart. The point is, our bond is different." Dean continues. "She's like, an annoying- oh, I don't know, she's just..." He wants to say sister, but something in him twists at the thought, and he sighs, shaking his head. "She's y/n. I've known her for a long time." Y/n rolls her eyes.

"He says I'm the annoying one," she murmurs, picking some lint off her jeans.

"I don't think you are annoying," Castiel states, tilting his head to glance at her. He smiles softly. "I rather enjoy your company." Dean's stomach lurches, and he rolls his eyes groaning. Not this again, please...

"I like to be around you too," y/n whispers. "You're funny,"

"You're very pretty," Castiel blurts out, his face turning bright red as she turns to look at him with wide eyes. "Y- I mean, you, uh...you have a very," the angel turns to look out the window, avoiding her gaze. "A very, uh, pretty personality- yes, yes, uh...a beautiful personality," y/n's lips curl into a wide smile, and she giggles, pulling at the sleeves of her jacket.

"That's...really sweet of you, Cas. You've got a very beautiful personality too,"

Dean's eyes widen at her response, his mouth falling open. Did she just- oh, hell no.