"One, two, three, four" you say to yourself as you learn the box step for the waltz basics. You had to wait til sam and dean were asleep to practice in the most quietest room in the whole bunker. There was a hunt for something that keeps killing couples who are last seen dancing together at a particular dance studio.

You kept tripping on the floor a couple of tries but kept replaying the YouTube video of how to dance the waltz and tried the steps again. You imagined what it'd be like dancing with castiel if ever given the chance, you've had a crush on the angel for almost 3 years since you met the brothers. But the party invite was for a masquerade ball so there's no way he would be there and you two ever end up dancing.

"Oh come on you can do this (y/n)!" You whispered harshly to yourself. Unaware that castiel had been in the room not far from you. You kept thinking back to what it would be like to hold his hand, have his arm wrapped around your waist as you danced while staring at one another. But you blushed most at the thought of looking into his cerulean blue eyes as if they were so bright you'd be blind for staring into them too long.

"Do you need any help (y/n)?" Castiel asked, noticing you. You were surprised by his presence that you tripped on your foot and fell face first into the table. Not a very bright landing but better than on the hard floor am I right?

"Uh h-hi cas, h-how Long have you been standing there??" You ask while blushing and staring all around the room except at him. He tilted his head and stared at you in confusion.

"Not for very long, I kept hearing you say my name so I assumed you needed my help. Are you alright?" His concern made your heart flutter.

"I'm fine, just practicing" you look away from him. Cursing yourself for letting him hear you call his name.

"Practicing? Didn't sam and dean already teach you their fighting skills?"

"Th-th-They did. It's just *sighs*" you rub your fingers through your (h/c) hair. This action causing castiel to tense a bit, unknown as to why but you don't notice this.

Might As well tell him the truth.

He's just gonna laugh at you.

Shut your pie hole!

"I won't laugh, and if you want me to 'shut my pie hole' I will try to but I don't think I have a pie hole." Castiel replies in concern and confusion. He was just so cute when he took some things literal. You giggled a bit and stood in front of him.

"It's just an expression cas. And well you see you know about the case right?"

"Yes, what does that have to do with what you're doing?"

"Well..we have to do the waltz for the ball that we have to go undercover at. I told the boys I know how to dance but.."

Pause

"I don't know how.."

Silence filled the air.

"So you see that's why I've been doing all this when everyone is asleep or out. So I can get better and not make a fool of myself" You chuckle nervously as you push your hair behind your ear.

When you hear nothing else you assume he had left while you were talking so you turn back around to play your video for the dance. Suddenly you feel a hand take a hold of your own and another on your waist gently pulling you in. Your breath got caught in your ribcage when you saw castiel staring at you, he was a bit taller than you and he smelled heavenly of vanilla with brown sugar (pun not intended 😅). Once in position Castiel started your YouTube playing the song "everything by Boyce avenue" and you start to sway as if all those mistakes you made not that long ago dissipated the moment he lead you on the floor. How did he know how to dance so well?

"I may not know much about emotions or figures of speech, but I've lived a long time to see many forms of dancing over the years"

"Well you dance wonderfully cas" you say looking down blushing ever more. He looked so handsome dancing with you.

I bet he'd look even better dancing with someone else

That was your self esteem crumbling down with each thought, you couldn't handle seeing him dance with someone else when the job happens. Your heart shattered at the image. Castiel has read your mind unconsciously and notices your sadness, thinking it's about you not being able to dance so well he was gonna surprise you at the ball without your knowledge.

The dancing is now over after practicing a few more times with castiel and you were grateful your fantasy of dancing with him came true. But now the job is tomorrow, you'll have to go alone and watch everyone else dance with someone else and be bait.

"Thank you for the dancing cas, I truly appreciate it."

"Why do you call me cas?"

Huh?

"Why is it that sam and dean call me Castiel but I never seem to hear it from you?"

You blush at the thought of remembering your fantasy..you imagined him begging you to say his full name as you ride him. How animalistic and sensual his voice would be as he talks profanities in your ear. You laughed nervously and brushed your hair behind your ear again, you always laugh when you're nervous. You can't exactly say 'oh well you see I have these dirty fantasies about your name and of my being top and you being bottom, riding your thigh saying your name as you beg me to do so blah blah blah' your face is so red you don't even answer him you just run out of the room and into your own.

-The next day-

You, Sam, Dean , and Castiel are all dressed and ready to go to the party. Castiel didn't ride with you guys though, he told the boys he had something to do first then meet you later on. You didn't think much of it but decided to just go with it. You finally all get in one at a time so not to raise suspicion, the boys find ladies that they offer to dance with whilst you sit by yourself drinking a (f/d).

While everyone is dancing to whatever music is playing since you didn't really care for it much to listen. You had a job to do here, you couldn't find whoever seemed suspicious for now but you kept feeling eyes on you. You looked around the room and they landed on a man wearing a mask that covered half of his face, almost like the mask from phantom of the opera when he wore the red outfit. He smiled at you and you blushed looking down, he seemed somehow familiar but you couldn't think where. His hair was combed nicely, he wore a black tuxedo and a red rose was in his front pocket of his coat but his blue eyes were awfully familiar.

Ugh knock it off! Remember what you're here for!

You shake your head to rid you of your thoughts on mr gorgeous and look again for anyone suspicious. You didn't notice that the man had walked towards you until he stands next to you clearing his throat.

"May I have this dance miss?"

With the music you couldn't quite hear his voice but it sounded faintly familiar yet again. It couldn't be castiel..could it?

"S-s-sure" you stutter as you take your hand in his. He leads you to the floor and holds you in position. Funny it felt so safe to be in his arms. You two danced to the rhythm of a familiar song you had practiced dancing to.

Surely this must be some weird coincidence right? How can a hot guy like him want to dance with me?

I mean you got a nice booty sooo I mean why not?

Ugh well I'm not some booty call thanks very much. But I do have a nice booty.

As if right on point the handsome stranger leans close and whispers in your left ear.

"I wanted to dance with you the moment I saw you walk into the room"

You blush as you look away from the man, trying not to lose focus and remain on the look again. Now you lost sight of dean and sam, they must've gotten some nookie for the night.

Good grief aren't we suppose to be looking for a person killing couples?!

As soon as the song was over you excused yourself, walking to your seat at the table while your mystery man went to the food table. He just stood there holding a glass whilst staring at you. Was he not going to eat anything?

You suddenly got a text from your phone, it was from dean.

Dean: got the bastards, where you at guys?

You: guys? Who else is here?

Dean: didn't cas go with you? He said he was gonna help you be the lookout.

You: no I didn't see him the whole time are you sure?

Dean: that's funny, we saw you dancing with him.

Oh my gosh..

You look up from your phone to the food table where the man was only he was gone. You meet up with sam and Dean and hop in the impala Clearly confused by the text dean sent.

Was cas really dancing with me?

Why did he leave?

Does he like me?

After the drive, you finally got to the bunker. You rush right up to your room and wash your makeup off. After rinsing cold water on your face you see castiel at the corner of your room causing you to jump.

"C-cas what are you doing in my room??" You shriek. Then you notice he was wearing a tux, the same design as the one the man was wearing earlier. Castiel still remains silent as he stares at you with a look you couldn't describe.

"Castiel, were you at the party we were at tonight?" You were holding onto your breath, so nervous to hear if it was him or not dancing with you earlier. You suddenly realized you called him by his full name, his facial expression changed.

"Again"

Huh?

"Will you dance with me again?"