A/N I'm just evil, so here's a short part 2. Once again, this is for dreamingupastorm I miss you ❤️

Part 2

Dean

Cas just cried harder. "Can I hug you?" Dean asked. Cas shook his head. Dean racked his brain for something to do. Finding nothing, he did the first thing that came to mind.

He leaned forward and kissed Cas.

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Dean pressed his lips to Cas, the angel freezing underneath him. When Cas didn't kiss back, Dean pulled away. Shit. I shouldn't have done that.

"Wh- what was that?" Cas stuttered.

"A mistake." Dean mumbled, stumbling off of the bed and to the door.

"Dean wait!" Cas called after him, jumping off the bed. Dean ignored him, locking the bathroom door behind him. "Dean!"

Dean fell to the ground, pressing his back against the door, another barrier between him and the angel. He looked around desperately for anything he could use to draw an angel warding sigil.

Finding a sharpie, he began drawing on the door. Why the fuck they had a sharpie in the bathroom, Dean didn't know, but he was thankful.

He finished the drawing on the door and moved to the window. He quickly finished that too, and sat back against the door once more with a sigh. He tried to block out Cas' voice, pleading with him to come out.

Reality finally came to terms with him. He kissed Cas. He kissed Cas. He kissed Cas. Why oh why was he so stupid.

Dean didn't want to cry. He's been through worse. Stupid stupid Dean. Why did you kiss him. He an angel, for God's sake! You idiot!

Dean banged his head against the door.

"Dean! Please just let me in!" Cas cried on the other side of the door. "I'm sorry!"

"What are you sorry for?" Dean yelled back. "I'm the idiot who kissed you! Please Cas, just go away. Let me be. Just flash out of something."

"I can't." Cas muttered, just loud enough for Dean to hear.

"What do you mean?" Dean sniffled. "You have your wings. No one's taken your mojo. So go!"

"I can't!" Castiel shouted. "I'm cursed! And I can't leave you! And now you've gone and triggered my wings and then you kissed me and I'm so confused and now you won't talk to me! And you've put up sigils and it hurts to be here but I can't leave because of a stupid curse! None of this makes sense to me Dean." He continued in a softer tone. "It hurts so much. But I can't leave."

Dean whimpered, trying to ignore Cas. "I don't believe you!"

"Dean," Cas pleaded. "Please talk to me. Or at least remove the sigils! I'm stuck between being thrown against the wall and stuck by the door. The curse is getting stronger. It hurts, Dean. Please, talk to me Dean!"

Dean slowly reached up and smudged the sigil on the door. He heard Cas sigh in relief. "Don't even think about-" And Cas was sitting next to him. "Cas! I told you to leave me alone!"

Dean stood, trying to open the door. "Cas, what did you do."

"The door's locked, Dean. You locked it." Cas said. "Please just talk to me!"

"No!" Dean shouted, twisting the knob. "Because you're the closest thing I have to family, besides Sam, and you're my best friend. And I've just blown it by kissing you! And as soon as this curse is done, you're never going to see me again!"

Dean slammed the door behind him, storming to Cas' bedroom. "Don't follow me!"

"Dean, please." Cas pleaded, opening the door. He jerked forward suddenly. "I can't control it, and it's getting stronger. The more you yell at me to leave, the more I can't."

Dean turned to face Cas. "Why aren't you mad? I kissed you."

"I-"

"And you didn't kiss back." Dean said bitterly, turning away again.

"I was surprised! Dean, please, you've got to believe me!" Cas grabbed Dean's arm, tugging at it. "I would have kissed you back."

"You what?" Dean breathed, turning to face him.

"I would have done this." Cas pressed his lips to Dean's, hoping Dean would react.