For the past few days, Cas had been avoiding Sam. And when he did have to be around Sam, he hardly looked at him or talked to him.

Sam had wanted to talk to him badly. He missed having their conversations. He missed having dinner with him... watching tv together... He just missed Cas.

But he didn't know why.

It's not like they were a couple or anything, so why was he missing him so much?

He watched sadly as Cas walked past him and went to his room. He heard the door close and looked down at his lap, sighing.

He needed to find someway to fix this, but he didn't know how he could.

He knew he had fucked up.

Big time.