It was around 3 a.m. And Dean has just turned off the TV to go to bed, he had been up thinking about the case. He was half way to his room when he walked past Cas's room to hear something strange. It was like a panicked breathing.

      Dean opened his door a crack and looked in to see Cas, shirtless, (which for some reason gave Dean butterflies in his stomach and made him catch his breath) with his back to his mirror looking at something.

      "Heya Cas, what's up?"

      "Dean, something is wrong." Cas spoke. Dean walked in just as Cas threw on a simple navy shirt he had 'borrowed' from Dean about a month ago.

      "What is it Cas, what's wrong?" Dean walked over and sat on the corner of Cas's bed. He looked up to see Cas starring at him very strangely.

      Cas sighed and looked down. "Dean, something is wrong with my, how you'd say, 'mojo'."

      Dean was slightly worried and confused, what was wrong with his angel's mojo, is Cas gonna be okay? Dean asked himself.

      "Cas, what's wrong?"

      Cas sighed again and walked around to sit at the edge of his bed opposite of Dean. "I believe I can no longer hide my wings."

      Dean thought for a moment. Well I don't think that can hurt him so he's okay. I wonder what his wings look like anyhow. Dean was starting to get more curious when he realized that the angel could hear his thoughts if he wanted.

      Apparently that's what Cas had done. "No Dean, it cannot injure me in any way, but I can't go anywhere humans will see them, I can risk you and Sam because you already know about them." Dean was kinda happy that Cas felt he could risk them seeing his wings, he didn't know why, but he was happy. "Well do you know how to fix that, or...?." Dean looked at Cas's face to see that his ears had turned a light shade of pink, it was pretty adorable, he realized that Cas probably didn't know how to and might have slightly been embarrassed for some reason. "Cas, do you have any lead on how we can solve this?" Dean made sure to avoid the word fix cause there was nothing wrong with cas. Cas just looked down and shook his head no. Dean lifted cas's head up with his finger. He didn't know how to solve this so he would just look at it like a case. First he had to observe. Cas had read his mind and started to take his shirt off. It was really slow in deans mind and for some reason it aggravated him slightly. Cas had a tan, well toned, muscular torso, dean was embarrassed when he realized he must've been staring at cas's stomach. Deans face was turning pretty red, to try and cover it up he got up and walked to cas's back, to see two black wings folded up. They were huge, they had long silky soft looking feathers. They were black and had some blue towards the ends. Cas let out a breath he had apparently been holding in. It was like he was in a trance, dean reached out and lightly brushed his hand down cas's wing. Cas let out a shaky breath, causing dean to look up worried if he had done something he shouldn't have. "Sorry Cas, are-are you ok?" Cas turned to face dean, his blue eyes wide "don't be sorry, that felt amazing." Dean chuckled and rolled his eyes. "Dean, no mean to be a bother, but could you do that again? Please, no ones ever touched my wings before?" Dean liked that cas liked it, and hey, he owed the guy at least this much, and those feathers were soft. Within minutes dean was laughing and scratching cas's now outstretched wings like one would do to a dog. Cas was loving it, he had no idea how good it could feel. Cas was breathing pretty hard when dean stopped, causing cas to whine slightly, until dean walked over and sat down on Cas, straddling his hips, and started massaging his wings. Cas gasped when dean went under one feather and moaned when he started stroking the second layer of softer feathers underneath. Dean loved the sounds cas was making, he really wanted cas to be slightly louder, when he got his wish and cas in between deep and fast breaths breathed out "D-DeaNnnn!" Dean would be lying if he said it didn't turn him on. Dean knew he had to stop when he felt himself getting hard. Dean smoothed out the feathers and shook cas who had closed his eyes, when cas popped his eyes open they were wide "thank- thank you dean tha-that was enjoyable." Cas said still breathing heavy. Dean stood up and stopped  messaging the wings, cas whined making dean stop and stare at him confused. "Sorry for my childish behavior dean that is the first time my wings have been touched in the 4 billion years I've been alive." Dean smiled at his best friend, an actual 5 year old. Dean laughed a little started walking to the door to do to his room. "we still have a case, and I need to sleep, we can find out what's up with your mojo later, ok?" "Ok dean." Cas said already getting comfy in bed.

(The next morning)

When dean woke up he realized he wasn't in his room. I must've slept walked. God I haven't done that since I was a kid! Once he looked around, the first thing he realized was he was on the floor outside the door to cas's room. He got up to cas still asleep in his bed, when he remembered that cas couldn't control his wings visibility any more. Dean walked over to see cas shirtless, asleep on his stomach, one leg straight out under the covers, the other one falling off the side of the bed, his hair was crazy like usual, and his wings were stretched comfortably out taking up most of the upper side of the bed. Dean looked at the alarm clock on the side of cas's bed to see the time, it was only 8:30 and cas wasn't used to waking up early, so dean decided to make some breakfast for 'em instead of going to some diner since the motel they were staying in had a kitchen and some food left over from the last people that stayed in the room. Dean just finished pancakes when cas walked in, his wings opened up slightly behind him. His hair was crazy and his eyes were half way open and he still looked a little groggy. Dean smiled and handed cas a plate and some coffee. After they ate they went out to where Sam  was since he had left to go check it out earlier, they suspected it was only a ghost, a quick salt and burn. Cas and dean got in baby and drive down to the abandoned bar that was the place of the haunting. When they got there they didn't find Sam so dean called his cell, he picked up and explained that he got a nasty cut on his leg from an old iron hoe, he said not to worry cause Gabriel 'poofed' him to a motel room and patched him up and is currently holding him hostage saying he doesn't want him getting hurt again. Sam told them where the body was buried and the room number and name of the place Gabe was keeping him.  Cas and dean were walking to the spot where Sam said the body was when dean had the sudden urge to mess with cas a little. Dean walked closer to cas which was hard since they were walking pretty close as it was. Dean bent down to cas's ear and breathed "hey cas, how bout you say we go back to the room and do what we did last night?" Apparently cas wanted that, a lot, and apparently when something turns cas on, if that's possible, his wings show it. Cas's wings shot up and out, ripping holes in his shirt and jacket. Dean just stood back and stared at cas confused. Cas looked dazed. "Yes dean, I would like that very much." Dean chuckled and swung his arm around cas's shoulder "you really should try and get that wing thing under control, at least until we can fix it." "I was doing just fine, until you came over and did that strange hot breath thing in my ear." So cas is turned on by that, oh, this is gonna be fun! Dean thought to himself. After they burned the bones and Sam told them he was gonna stay another week cause he got another case him and Gabe were gonna take. Dean had decided they should take a week off to work on cas's mojo wing problem. It was about a 9 hour drive back to the bunker. They had been on the road for about 3 1/2 hours when it was starting to get dark out, it was about 4 hours when cas started getting tired and it was around 5 hours when cas fell asleep. He moved a lot when he slept, cas ended up sleeping, his head on deans lap, his wings wrapped around him like a blanket his legs curled up and his arms wrapped around deans waist. Dean was happy, content, one hand was playing in cas's hair and the other on the wheel. He was smiling all the way home. When he parked the car he tried to carry cas inside, cas's wings kept moving though, they kept wrapping themselves around dean. They were really warm and cozy. When dean plopped cas down on his bed, he was taken down to. When he laid down cas quickly snuggled up against his favorite human. Dean smiled at him, cas's wings re-wrapped themselves around them bringing dean closer to cas. Dean was happy and obliged. They stayed like that, even when they woke up, they only got up if they had to, they slept like that, every night, forever, loving each other's existence and their closeness. "I told you, pay up!" Shouts gabe to Sam who just lost the bet "dammit why couldn't you guys have waited for valentines." Sam grumbles