"dean, stop hogging the blanket." cas groaned, tugging on his blanket that dean was wrapped tightly in. the sleeping boy rolled over, slightly opening his eyes to look at cas.

"my blanket." dean mumbled, squeezing the blanket tighter in his hands. cas sighed, pulling on deans waist to bring him closer. "angel, if you get me water i'll cuddle." dean said, his eyes still closed as he was half asleep. cas reached over to his nightstand to grab the bottle of water he had from the day before, handing it to dean.

"sip on it, baby, i dont need you throwing up." cas instructed, watching as dean opened the bottle, taking small sips. "im gonna go get you some advil, okay?" cas kissed deans forehead before standing up, leaving dean alone in his bed.

he walked downstairs, seeing gabriel and sam passed out on the couch. amara and luci sitting on the floor eating lucky charms and watching courage the cowardly dog. empty beer bottles and card games scattered all over the floor.

"hey, luc? yknow where the advil is?" cas asked his brother, the older grabbed the bottle from beside him, throwing it to cas. cas smiled before walking back upstairs, seeing dean now sitting up in his bed.

"cas, one question." dean stated, looking extremely confused and worried, castiel hummed as he handed dean the bottle. "why the hell am i wearing this?" dean asked, looking down at his very revealed body.

"it was a dare, you were very excited for it too." cas answered, smirking as he remembered how dean was the night before.

"god, how bad was i?" dean groaned, swallowing two of the pills. cas sat down next to him, dean immediately moving to be as close as he could.

"lots of kissing, you were kind of like a child but also super needy. i didn't hate it though." cas told him, bringing their hands together as he spoke. dean blushed, only imagining all the things he said to cas.

"k-kissing? like in front of everyone?" dean asked nervously, still not fully comfortable with his sexuality.

"yes, you wanted constant kisses. you wanted to make out in the kitchen but i stopped you before you did something you would regret." cas answered, watching as dean frowned slightly.

"i could never regret anything with you." dean mumbled quietly, almost as if he didnt want cas to hear. cas placed his index finger under deans chin, lifting his head so they could make eye contact.

"you're such a bottom." cas said with a smirk, moving his hand from deans chin and laughing. dean let out a gasp, sitting up with his knees under him.

"am not." dean claimed, glaring at castiel who was still laughing.

"oh really?" cas questioned, raising a brow at the older boys words. dean rolled his eyes, climbing on top of castiel.

"yes, really." dean muttered, grabbing cas by the back of the neck to pull him in for a kiss. cas pulled away, looking at dean suspiciously.

"then why are you sitting on my lap?" cas questioned, his fingers tracing circles on deans thigh.

"b-because." dean mumbled, looking down to see the position he was in. cas gripped deans waist, flipping dean onto his back. the younger hovered over the blonde, bringing his hand to his throat.

"why do you like it when i do this?" cas questioned, squeezing lightly to hear a gasp from dean. "and this?" cas grabbed both of deans hands, holding them over his head by his wrists. he kissed dean harshly, their tongues almost instantly fighting for dominance.

castiels hand left deans throat, finding its way down his chest. they pulled away from the kiss, trying to catch their breath, loud pants coming from both their mouths. cas kissed deans neck, sucking and biting lightly to hear the moans from the older boys mouth.

"see, baby? bottom." cas said, pulling away from deans neck, the blonde whining at the loss of contact.

"fuck." dean breathed closing his eyes as cas let go of his hands. "you made me hard." dean mumbled, blushing as he realized the affect cas had on him.

"sucks to suck." cas joked, giving dean one last kiss before laying by his side.

"i just wanted to cuddle." dean complained, laying his head on castiels chest, playing with the younger boys fingers.

"hey, love birds!" ruby sung as she walked into the room, a plate stacked with pancakes and two starbucks coffees. dean looked at her questionably, noticing that she was wearing his clothes.

"are those my- yknow what, just give me the pancakes." dean said, chuckling as he reached out for the plate. she handed it to him, along with one of the coffees, handing the other to cas.

"dean, as good as you look in my clothes, i would really like my shorts. your ass is much bigger than mine and i am getting annoyed with having to hold up your jeans." ruby stated, cas laughed sipping on his drink. dean nodded, standing up from the bed and pulling off the shorts handing them over to ruby. she grabbed them, walking out of the room, leaving dean standing in his boxer briefs and a croptop.

"middle drawer." castiel mumbled, dean opened the youngers dresser, pulling out a pair of gray sweats. he slid them on and took off the tight top, not bothering to put a shirt on. dean sat down on the floor, his back leaning against the bed.

"can you hand me the pancakes?" dean asked, cas grabbed the plate, handing it over to the hungover boy. "can you, um, play with my hair? i-i like when you do that." dean was nervous, not wanting cas to think of him as needy.

"of course, baby." cas answered, sitting up so he could easily run his hands through his friends hair. dean blushed at the pet name, smiling as he stuffed his mouth with the fluffy cakes.

dean cut a chunk out of the pancakes, stabbing it with the fork and lifting it up, offering it to cas. the younger smiled, opening his mouth wide so dean could feed it to him. they shared the pancakes until there was nothing but the sticky syrup left on the plate.

with dean still sitting between cas' legs, facing gabriels side of the room, he looked up to the younger. cas smiled down at him, his hands sliding from deans hair to the sides of his face. cas leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to deans sweet, syrup tasting lips.

dean pulled away, setting the plate down and turning around. now looking at castiel, a nervous expression on his face that caused cas to grow concerned.

"wh-whats wrong dean?" cas asked, his eyes wandering all over deans freckle filled face.

"do you wanna go on a date? we've been kind of doing whatever this is for a while and i-i just want to actually do something with you." dean asked, explaining why he finally asked one of the big questions. cas smiled widely, grabbing deans hand in his own.

"i would love that."