Cas waited til the next day to meet up with Dean again, because as simple as his siblings had made being in love sound, it was still rather complicated and he wanted more time to figure it out.

Satan had been right, of course. He did love Dean, it had just taken him a minute to put the thought together. But the more he thought about it, the more a warmth spread through him and everything just felt...right.

He loved Dean Winchester.

Dean Winchester loved him.

And that was the best damn feeling he'd ever had.

****

He didn't bother texting Dean before he showed up at the Winchester house. He knew his boyfriend would be home.

Sam opened the door and raised an eyebrow at him.

"You broke my brother," He said bluntly. "So I have to ask- are you coming here to break up with him or tell him you love him?" Cas's eyes widened.

"What did he tell you?" He asked.

"I wouldn't say he told me anything. It was more of two hours of alternating between noises that weren't words, gay panic, and screaming what actually happened until I pieced together the whole picture and Dean locked himself in his room to scream into a pillow." Cas stared at him.

"Wow, I really did manage to fuck this up royally. But I'm here to say it back if that helps."

"Good, maybe that'll give him back his sanity. I'll head to the store if you guys wanna bang." 

"WE WON'T."

"Mhmm, that's what they all say."

"You're one to talk." Sam shrugged.

"Fair, but I also regret nothing." Cas sighed.

"Why do I get the feeling that you and Gabriel had such an easier time telling each other that you love each other?"

"Oh, that's easy- cause we never did."

"Wait what?" Sam shrugged.

 "We've never said it. We don't talk about all that mushy stuff. All I know is that Gabriel adores me, and I tolerate him, and that's enough for now. But please, don't let me keep you from your love confession any longer." 

Cas headed upstairs and wandered into Dean's room. Dean stared at him.

"....Hey," He offered. Cas smiled.

"Hello." 

"What's up?" 

"The ceiling." Dean groaned and flopped onto his bed and Cas followed him. "So I've been doing some thinking."

"Oh?"

"And after a medium sized crisis, some soul searching, and lovely advice from Satan involving a raccoon and my brother's ass-"

"Wait what?"

"I've come to the obvious conclusion that I'm in love with you, something that apparently my siblings have known for ages and never thought to tell me." Dean's head whipped towards him.

"Say that again?" Cas grinned.

"I love you, Dean Winchester, on and off the record."

"Are you sure? I mean-" Cas looked at him.

"I'm positive. You're a passionate, gorgeous, pie loving, freckle covered sweetheart, and even if it means listening to nothing but classic rock for the rest of my life, I am delighted to say that I love you. I'm willing to say it in classic rock song form too if that's better." Dean grinned widely.

"You love me."

"Yup."

"Castiel Novak is in love with me."

"Dean Winchester is in love with me."

"Oh my god we're in love."

"OH MY GOD WE'RE IN LOVE."

"What do we do now? Do we get tattoos? Do we tell people? What do people even do after this?"

"I don't know, what do you want to do? I kinda wanna river dance, even though I have no idea what river dancing is-"

"Should we play REO Speedwagon? I feel like this is an REO Speedwagon moment-"

"WE SHOULD GET PIE TO CELEBRATE." Cas declared. Dean gasped.

"I knew I fell in love with you for the right reasons. WE'RE GETTING PIE."

"Let's go to Harvelle's, Ellen always has so many kinds of pie-"

"What kind of pie screams 'I'm in love'?"

"I don't know, we should just get all of them."

"ALL OF THEM?"

"ALL THE PIE, DEAN, WE DESERVE IT."

They ran down the stairs and for the door.

"Where are you going?" Sam asked.

"GOING TO HARVELLE'S TO BUY PIE, DON'T DIE," Dean yelled, slamming the door behind him. Sam rolled his eyes.

****

It had been a slow day at Harvelle's, and Jo was ready to fall asleep rather than finish her shift. But then Dean and Cas threw open the diner doors, blasting REO Speedwagon from one of their phones, and ran up to the counter. Cas slipped on the linoleum floor, got smashed in the ribs by the counter and fell but Dean dragged him back up as they flung themselves halfway onto the counter to stare at Jo.

"....Welcome to Harvelle's," She deadpanned. "What can I get you?"

"PIE." Dean declared.

"ALL the pie," Cas agreed.

"All the pie," Jo said, writing the order down on a piece of paper. "Any particular kind? We have apple, cherry, pecan-"

"ALL OF IT," Dean said. "Give us one of everything."

"Are you kidding, you could eat all of that by yourself in five minutes, I've seen it," Cas insisted. "Three of everything, and make them the big slices."

"Three of everything..." Jo said, still writing. "Anything else for you gays?" They shook their heads. "Your order will be out shortly, please have a seat."

They ran for a booth. Cas slid into it like a normal person while Dean attempted and failed to climb in from over the top. He ended up upside down and they laughed like maniacs and refused to sit still until Jo wandered over with a large tray full of pie.

"Y'all are weird," She muttered. "And you better tip."

"Well you're not very cheerful," Dean insisted, a large smile on his face. "So maybe we won't."

"I know where you live, Winchester."

"And I know where your girlfriend lives." Jo rolled her eyes and took one of the slices of cherry pie.

"This is my cut, shut up," She said, already eating it. Cas bounced in his seat like a hyper five year old.

"Should we tell her?" He asked.

"YES," Dean agreed.

"JO GUESS WHAT."

"Whu?" She asked around a mouthful of pie.

"DEAN AND I ARE IN LOVE." 

"Wait, you weren't before?" She frowned.

"I mean- sure, but it wasn't like, official cause we hadn't said it." Jo shrugged.

"Well good for you. Enjoy your pie, boys. Cas, tell Charlie I said she has a nice ass and video tape her reaction for me, okay?"

"You got it!" They tore into the pie and Jo wandered away, rolling her eyes. 

Oh, the dumb things people did for love.