It's you

"Get in." Dean said, holding the door of his Chevy Impala open. It had become dark by now and it had been a long day, not quite in the best sense. He let out a breath and you could see it puff in the cold air. All Dean wanted was just to get home safely now. The angel stared at him "You know, I could just-" he started but Dean interrupted him. "Just get in, Cas" he said a bit harshly, but not meaning it. After Castiel had gotten into the Impala at last, Dean got inside himself and turned on the radio. Aerosmith started playing quietly as Dean began to drive his way to their motel.

They sat there, just being silent for a while, Castiel staring out of the window and he was wondering, why Dean didn't want him to just go and appear again when they needed him. Especially now that they had split up and Sam had taken a similar case in another city. Suddenly Dean cleared his throat and started: "So that today, you think they both died because-"
"Because they were soulmates." Cas finished the sentence. "Right." Dean answered, acting as if soulmates would be the most normal thing to him...and as if Cas' Hand lying calmly between them, didn't distract him at all. "But this isn't normal, is it?" Dean asked a bit confused about the whole case. The angel shook his head, hesitating before he answered "Everyone has a soulmate, but only half of the people meet theirs while being alive...just usually you don't die automatically when your soulmate dies." he explained. Dean nodded slightly, trying to concentrating more on the dark street than on Cas' hand.

"I'm just curious" he continued „Do angels have soulmates too?" He slowly let his right hand let go off the wheel and layed it casually next to Castiels. The not concentrating on that hand hadn't worked that well. „I suppose." he murmured as an answer, sounding weird in some way, as if it would make him uncomfortable talking about it. „Hm" Dean just grumbled.
His chest felt really hot, even though the weather outside was painfully cold and he also didn't know how to stop the desire to touch Cas' hand. For a second he thought about just doing it. Why not? He's an angel after all, he doesn't know what it means to humans, or- would he?

It wasn't a long drive but the silence between them started feeling more and more uncomfortable. Not that Castiel would pay attention to that. He was just looking out of the window, his mind drifting to all the problems they had...it was nothing new, problems..they always had them. He didn't notice how his pinky had tapped on the armrest between them until he sudddenly felt Deans hand slightly touching his. He instantly stopped tapping and thought about saying sorry, he was sure the cause of Deans touch was to stop Cas' tapping, because it probably annoyed Dean. But his hand stayed where it was, leaned against Cas'. Suddenly the angel felt the urge to touch Deans Hand more, he wanted to just take it and hold it and he didn't know why. Or actually he did, he just didn't think it could be possible for someone...of his kind.

It wasn't about Dean being a male person, angels were sexless unless they wanted to make a big effort, it was about having feelings. Those more than just angelic feelings, those intense human feelings and he was scared of them.
For Dean on the other hand, what bothered him was really Castiel being a guy or at least in a male vessel. He was scared of it, scared of what the people would think, what problems he would get into. A hunter being in- having feelings for an angel in a male vessel, that was just hilarious. No one would take him serious anymore. Not even he took himself serious- or his feelings, not come to how he could never actually talk about or even show them. Except he would- except he would just stop thinking and-
Within a second he shoved his hand over Cas'. His mind was too slow to catch up with the current situation. His hand was laying on Cas'. He did it. Their. Hands. Were. Touching.

And surprisingly the angel didn't pull away, not even look at their hands. But what he did was turn his around, so that their palms were suddenly gently touching. A shiver went up Deans spine and his whole body seemed to feel that small touch. And not like that already made Dean go crazy, Cas after a few seconds just fold his fingers together with Deans. He was holding his hand. And it just felt right.