"Cas, god damn it! Come here, what are you doing." Dean threw his hands up, angry as he looked into his closet. "Did you touch my closet again? My favorite shirt is gone!"

"I am trying to get dressed!" Cas shuffled into Dean's room, fiddling with the buttons on the flannel that he stole.

Dean growled under his breath, seeing that Cas had on Dean's flannel. Cas didn't look too bad in his shirt, but still.... "I told you to wear something different! Not one of my flannels!"

"My apologies," Castiel fiddled with the buttons of the blue/tan flannel that still smelled like Dean. He'd never admit this, but he really enjoyed it. He started to unbutton it, leaving his bare chest somewhat exposed.

"It's fine Cas." Dean sighed," you look good in it. And you buttoned wronf anyways. You skipped a couple. C'mere. Let me fix it." Dean waved his hands at Cas, notioning for him to come closer. He finished taking the flannel off of him. The cool air hit Castiel's skin, making him shiver. Dean was flustered and uncomfortable seeing the angel shirtless. 'You're straight. You're straight! DEAN, YOU'RE STRAIGHT!' "Whoa Cas, i mean... Dammit. Son of a b**ch!"

"What's wrong, Dean?" Cas furrowed his eyesbrows and tilted his head.

"Nothing. Let's just- get this fixed up, quickly!" Dean really liked the idea of Cas in his clothes. No no no, he didn't! Yes he did. 'Nope!' Dean wouldn't accept the fact that he was attracted to Cas.

Cas, bare-chested, hugged Dean tightly. "It's cold." Cas took the advantage to run his hands along Dean's arms, soaking in his body heat. "Oh, and you know that im an angel right? I can hear your thoughts!" Dean blushed darkly and tried to push Cas away, but he wouldn't budge. "You don't have to hide it, i like you too. I've loved you... For a long time-" Dean couldn't help himself as he kissed the angel. They were to engulfed in each other to notice the door open.

"WHOA!? WHAT THE HELL GUYS!?" Sam yelled, uncomfortable, but half laughing.

"I was just..uh.. Fixing his buttons!" Dean whined, but still had his hand around Castiel's butt. Cas shook his head and kisses him again.

"Yeah, he's really good at fixing the buttons." Cas smirked and winked, looking like a cute little dork.