Chapter Ten: Dude, Seriously?
AN: Alright, last chapter. I suck at endings. I may write another chapter, but I dunno yet.
Still not sorry for cross dressing Dean, he's still wearing the same outfit xD
Dean sat alone in the motel for about two hours before Sam and Olivia came back. Both seemed shocked to see him just sitting there aside from the fact he was still in the damn playboy bunny outfit and was sporting a few red marks on his neck.
"Dude you look like a prostitute." Sam commented.
"Where's Castiel?" Olivia asked.
"I asked him to go away." Dean replied ignoring Sam's comment.
"Why?" Olivia and Sam asked frowning. Dean frowned at them.
"Waking up to find an angel trying to screw me while I have no idea what's going on it's a great freaking way to wake up." Dean replied. "Fucking licking me and shit…I don't even know what got into him…"
"Well did you ask him? Did he apologise?" Olivia asked sitting down beside Dean. Dean shrugged.
"He apologised but I have no idea what made him want to…ya know…I mean he's an angel. He's got the control of a saint but he said he lost it." He replied. "How does that happen?" Sam opened his mouth to respond but Olivia started speaking before him.
"Well have you considered that he likes you too?" She asked.
"What are you talking about? I don't –"
"Don't bullshit Dean, everyone knows you like him. I mean it's really obvious." Olivia said rolling her eyes. "What's the problem with liking him? I mean come on. He likes you back so what's stopping you?"
"I don't really do well with relationships and if you haven't noticed I'm more into girls." Dean huffed shifting in his outfit so he was comfortable.
"Dean that's a load of shit and you know it." Olivia replied glaring at him. "Don't lie to me." Dean huffed and silence filled the air before Sam spoke.
"Dean it's obvious that you like him so why not just make it official?" He asked. "And don't even think about saying you're not interested in guys considering you're still wearing a freaking playboy bunny outfit. Why are you still wearing that thing anyway?!"
"I couldn't find any-" Olivia cleared her throat loudly and pointed to some of Dean's clothes on the floor. Dean blushed and grumbled something that sounded like 'well I didn't fucking see it' but he didn't move to get up and change.
"So are you gonna call Cas?" Sam asked.
"Later." Dean said dismissingly. "And even then I'm not going to say anything about attraction."
"Okay…" Olivia said. The three sat/stood there in silence for a few awkward
"So Dean…" Sam started. "You like wearing women's clothing?" Dean blushed and closed his eyes.
"Castiel, yeah let's talk about what happened. Get your ass down here!" Dean prayed loudly. Olivia and Sam laughed and left the motel room as Castiel appeared in it. When they left there was silence. Castiel shifted awkwardly on his feet and looked at Dean. He just stared at the outfit he was wearing before Dean snapped.
"Stop staring!" He hissed.
"Why didn't you change?" Castiel asked. Dean grumbled before he stood up and walked closer to Castiel.
"Cas…how do you…" Dean trailed off trying to think of what he wanted to say. Quite honestly he hadn't wanted to get to this point but since Sam wanted to know why he was still wearing the damn outfit he saw no other option.
'I mean it's not like I like it or anything. No. I had no idea my clothes were in the room, none whatsoever. Nope. I was forced to wear this I just-'
"Dean…I am truly sorry." Castiel said snapping Dean out of his little 'I don't like wearing women's clothing' thought process. "I…suppose…I should tell you that the reason I lost control was because…of my feelings towards you…" Castiel was speaking uncertainly, the angel obviously had no idea what to say.
'He's doing better than me and he's so foreign to this. Damn.' Dean thought. He opened his mouth to say something but Castiel continued talking.
"I also suppose it had to do with the way you were acting and how adorable you were." He said quickly.
"Wait what? How was I acting?" Dean asked.
"You were very affectionate towards me." Castiel replied. "You kissed me on the cheek and groped me."
"Oh god…" Dean mumbled face palming.
"Dean." Castiel said.
"Yeah Cas?" Dean mumbled.
"I love you." Castiel replied. Dean's head snapped up so fast he almost gave himself a headache.
"What?" He asked shakily. His heart raced, it was pounding in his ears, and he was certain Castiel could hear it too.
'Damn, damn, damn.' He thought.
"I thought…I might as well tell you. If my feelings aren't reciprocated then I suppose I shall find another angel to-"
"Whoa whoa whoa! Cas no." Dean said. "No way you're leaving."
"But with you knowing my feelings I would think it would make things uncomfortable." Castiel replied. Dean stared at him before laughing. Castiel had no idea how Dean felt despite his clear displays of affection before.
"What's so funny?" Castiel asked frowning.
"Oh you stupid feathery ass." Dean laughed. "You think I'm going to let you leave?"
"Dean…free will?" Castiel said unsure as to what Dean was going on about. "Besides I am an angel of the Lord, I doubt you will be able to stop me from leaving."
"But what if I don't want you to leave?" Dean replied.
"Dean…I'm not sure you understand-"
"No I get it Cas, you love me." Dean said cutting off Castiel. "And I…I love you too." Castiel's eyes widened and Dean looked away blushing.
'Oh god I can already feel myself growing a vagina.' Dean thought. Apparently he must of mumbled it as well because Castiel said:
"Dean I would still love you if you suddenly grew a vagina." Dean looked up confused just as Castiel embraced him with the largest grin he had seen on the angel. He wrapped his arms around the angel and mumbled something about him being ridiculous. Sam and Olivia chose that moment to walk back in. The two looked at them with raised eyebrows and Olivia grinned while Sam…Sam just couldn't take it anymore.
"Dude seriously?!" He yelled. "Take the bloody playboy bunny outfit off you're gonna give me nightmares for years!"