Allergy season rolled around, and it was having an impact on Dean. He had to take medicine so his allergies could be maintained. He was always such a drama queen about it, saying that without that medicine his face would swell up or something.

One night, he, Sam, and Cas were all sitting in the library when Dean's allergies started acting up.

"Oh, god, I need my meds."

"I can get your medication for you." Cas offered.

"No, it's fine, I got it."

"Dean, I would like to be of some assistance. It's the least I can do. After all you've done for me, I want to aid you in your allergenic needs."

Dean nodded. "Fine. I guess."

Cas went to Dean's room to get the medication. But it got complicated when he found two medicine bottles. He wasn't sure which one was the allergy medicine. He decided to guess at it and took the blue pill.

He returned to the library with the medicine. He gave it to Dean who took it with a sip of beer. And it was indeed the wrong pill.

._.__.~One Hour Later~.__._.

"Cas... which pill did you give me?" Dean spoke through gritted teeth.

Cas looked down at his feet shyly. "The blue one."

Dean nodded. "The blue one. I see. Well, Cas, you see, THAT'S THE WRONG FRIGGIN PILL!"

"Why would you have those pills, anyway?" Sam asked.

"Because... when allergy season rolls around... I need to step up my... performance."

"Since when are you even getting laid?"

"Hey, you don't know what I do in my spare time! More like... who."

Sam bitchfaced him for the hundredth time that day. "Whatever. I'll just leave you to... figure this out." And he left.

"No, Sam! You can't leave me alone with Cas when I've got a...-" He let the sentence hang, unable to say that word in front of the ex angel.

"I'm sorry, Dean," He muttered. "All I ever seem to do is ruin everything. I can't fix heaven, I can't be a proper angel, I can't even get you your medication without screwing everything up. I should just... stop trying to help before I get someone killed. Again."

Dean approached him. "Hey, man, don't be like that. Everyone makes mistakes."

"Not as often as I do."

"Cas-"

"No, Dean! I don't need your sympathy! I just need to be... locked up before I can cause too much damage."

Before he could walk away, Dean pressed their lips together. Cas was shocked by what he had just done. Too shocked for words.

He pushed him away. "Dean, what are you doing?"

"I'm trying to show you how much you mean to me. Cause you mean everything to me. Don't you ever think you can't do right. I don't care what sort of mistakes you've made. That's life. People make mistakes all the damn time, you're no different. You just need to learn to move on. Just move past it all. Forget about the past, live life in the present, and look to the future. Cause let me tell you something. I will always be part of your future."

Cas couldn't handle all of this. He and Dean were friends. Just friends. According to what he'd learned about human culture, friends don't kiss. He was sure they didn't.

"Dean... I... I don't...-" He felt tears in his eyes. He was just so confused.

"Cas... I love you. Do you... do you love me back?"

Cas wasn't even sure. He knew they shared such a profound bond, but was it more than that? He'd given it much thought, but he never reached a conclusion. Love? Perhaps.

"I... I don't know what I feel. I still don't know what these emotions are."

"That's okay. You're still new at this. Describe it. Tell me how it feels."

He thought for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts. "It feels like... I want to spend all of my life with you. It feels like pure bliss when we're together. It feels like pure agony when we're apart. It feels like I am given the strength to carry on when I see you smile. It feels like a weight is lifted from my shoulders when we talk. It feels like my stomach flips whenever you laugh. It feels like I'm in a trance whenever I look into your eyes. It feels like... something from a fantasy."

Dean was dumbstruck. Never in his life had he heard Cas say something so sweet. So poetic.

"Cas," He smiled. "That's love."

Cas smiled back. "Dean?"

"Yeah, Cas?"

"We're probably going to have to do something about... what the pill did."

Dean glanced downward. "Oh yeah. That," He grinned mischievously. "Wanna help me with that?"

Cas's smile faded. "Dean... you know I'll just screw it up. Just like with everything."

"Cas, I don't think you can mess this one up."

He tilted his head to the side. "I can't?"

Dean grabbed his angel by his navy blue tie and kissed him again. "Just let me help you."

He began to undo the tie, throwing it on the floor. They continued to remove their clothing until they were down to their bare skin.

"What is... supposed to happen now?" Cas asked.

"Blow me, Cas." He growled.

Dean was laying on the bed, Cas on top of him. He began to suck on his head, the hunter moaning with pleasure. He took all of him in, sucking on his incredibly hard dick.

"Oh, yeah. That's it." Dean moaned.

Dean turned the tables and he was on top of Cas. The ex angel was a bit apprehensive.

"Dean, I don't know-"

"Shh, just let me show you how it's done." Dean whispered.

He slowly entered Cas, who shuddered with pleasure. He thrust his hips forward, slowly picking up speed. Cas began to moan softly.

"Oh, Dean." He gripped the bedsheets tightly. He was almost there; they both were.

Dean slammed into him even harder, causing the bed to creak. They were both moaning loudly.

"Oh, yes!" Cas yelled. "Oh, yes!"

He finally came, arching his back and letting out a loud moan. Pretty soon, Dean came as well, the warm liquid filling the ex angel until he was at the pinnacle of his pleasure.

"OH, GOD, YES!" He shouted.

They kept going until Dean rolled over on his back, the two of them breathing heavily.

"Was that... satisfactory?" Cas asked breathlessly, looking over to his lover.

"It was a bit more than that, Cas."

"Was it? So... what I did... that was correct?"

Dean half smiled. "Yeah. C'mon, let's get some sleep," He pecked his angel on the cheek. "Night, Cas." He rolled over and went to sleep.

Cas held him in his arms and smiled. "Good night, Dean."

(A/N: It was s'posed to turn out funnier and cuter, but it took a dramatic turn D: Was that satisfactory? XD

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