"C'mon Dean! Just get come out of the closet...Litterally!"
Sam whined and sat down at the table.

Dean groaned from inside the closet. "Not until these messed up thoughts go away!'

"And you thought the closet was the best way to hide them? And just talk to me about it Dean!"

"I've came into this closet literally and metaphorically!"

Sam gulped and realized what his big brother was talking about.

"Cas is worried about you too Dean. He says you're too quiet, and you've stopped praying to him. I didn't know you prayed anyways. That was shocking. Cas is your best friend. And this is weird. You aren't acting yourself. Just talk to us. You can trust us. We love you."

Dean sighed and banged his head on the door. "Castiel is my problem."

Whenever Dean said Cas's full name, they knew it was serious.

~•~

Dean hadn't come out of the closet in seven hours. He was dehydrated and starving. Sammy tried to get him out of there, even breaking the door down. Dean ran to another closet.

"Ugh, talk to me."

"GO AWAY B**CH!"

"psht Jerk."

Sam called Castiel. Maybe he could read Dean's thoughts or get him out of there.

"I came as soon as you called. Is Dean okay? Where is he?" Cas looked very worried and upset. His eyes weren't as shiny as they had been.

"Dean's still in there." Sam pointed to the second closet that Dean had been living in all day. "He won't co-"

Cas was gone.

~•~

Dean dried the tears streaming down his face.

"Hello Dean." Cas squinted his eyes in the dim light. "What's the matter?"

Dean had a delayed reaction, and once he realized what was happening, he stumbled back and knocked over broom. "Damnit Cas." He looked down at his feet and away from Cas. "P- personal space Cas."

"My apologies." Their faces were inches from one another in the cramped closet. Dean felt Cas's breath on his face and he broke down. Again.

Cas lifter his hands, and brushed the tears off of Dean's face. "What's wrong Dean?" His eyebrows were furrowed in confusion.

"The same as you Cas. Aren't we both confused right now?"

"I'm just asking, but why are we in the closet?" Dean didn't answer. Cas laid a hand on his shoulder. "Dean, you can tell me." Cas looked deep into Dean's glossy green eyes.

"Litterally and metaphorically I am in the closet."

"Dean, elaborate. I don't understand."

He let out a small sigh before trying to explain himself. "Cas, my feelings are all jumbled up okay? I really like this one person, but its wrong..."

"Tell me about this person, mabye I can help!" Cas tried to make light of the situation, he never failed to make Dean smile, even in the darkest of times.

"This person. He- they... Have the most amazing eyes. A rocking personality. An amazing body. They have a bad fashion sense, but their adorableness makes up for it. I think I'm in love... Cas I don't know what to do."

Cas fiddled with the buttons on his trenchcoat. He was a hopeless romantic, he had no idea what to say. "What's thier name? They sound amazing. Why couldn't you tell Sam?"

"I couldn't tell him. I can't tell you either. Its wrong..."

"How is love ever wrong Dean?" Cas inched toward him.

"Its forbidden." Dean grew nervous and he played with his thumbs. "This love, the one time it feels right, it is forbidden Castiel. It's not fair. I'm not sure if they love me back either!"

"Tell me, I can find out."

"No you can't Castiel."

"Why can't I Dean? I help my friends. I help the people I love!"

Dean mumbled, 'yeah, friends.'

"What was that Dean?" Cas got suddenly angry. "I'm trying to help you!"

"WELL YOU'RE MAKING IT WORSE!" He shouted. "Its all your fault Cas."

"I still don't understand! What is wrong with you? What did I do this time? All I did was put you before myself... Again! And this is what I get?"

"I'm sorry Cas," he paused. "This is what I've always wanted you to get though." Dean started to lean forward, and Cas knew what was about to happen. They brushed thier lips together in a cute 'I don't know what to do' kinda way.

Cas pulled away. "I am the amazing person you speak of? Because you're wrong. I'm an angel of the lord."
Dean laughed.

"Cas, you are amazing. And yes you are the one who has been confusing me. I don't understand my feelings... I love YOU, but... It's wrong isn't it? Angel and human? Two dudes? I was always told being gay was wrong... And I, I pushed those thoughts away..."

Cas grabbed the collar of Dean's shirt and pulled him down for another kiss. This time, he played along, using his tongue when necessary. "I love you Dean Winchester," Castiel mumbled between breaths.

Dean took domimace and slammed Cas into the wall of the closet. He let his hands find his way to Castiel's back and pushed their bodies together.

"And actually, I'm a multi-dimensional
wavelength of celestial intent! You're not gay."

"Thanks Cas. But just shut up for a minute." Dean presses their lips together once more.

"Wait, don't you wanna get out of this closet?"

"Nah, I wanna stay in here for many reasons. Now hushhhh!"

~•~

An hour or so later, they finally came out of that closet. Literally and figuratively. They were both all sweaty too, and Deans shirt was on backwards.

"I KNEW IT!" Sam yelled and jumped up and down like a fangirl.