Nerds of a feather{REQUESTS OPEN}

Personal space

After the apocalypse but before Cas went dark-side. For pure fluff purposes Sam has his soul by the magic of I get to do what I want with my fic

After the events of the past year it is finally enjoyable for me to have a break from my brothers and sisters and focus on one of the most fascinating things on earth. Humans. To be more specific the Winchesters, being honest it would be Dean but these feelings I have... I should not be having. Angels do not, should not,feel. I hear Dean call me down to help with a case of a particularly strong witch, as I hear his prayer I anticipate sanding in deans presence and try not to feel happy.

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Cas comes pretty fast this time, maybe heaven is finally calming down after Lucy is back in his box with big bro. All I hear is Cas's wings but I'm never ready for just how close he lands to me. As I turn around his eyes are close enough for me to see his pupils widen slightly at me seeing him. I still freak out, "dammit Cas! We really need to talk about personal space." He just cocks his head to the side, it's kind of adorable actually... Agh right the witch that's all I called him for, but before I get to asking for help he asks

"Personal space? I'm not sure I understand" if I'm gonna get any help from the baby in a trench coat I'll need to explain this or he'll never stop asking about it.

"Ok buddy. People have this thing about having enough space to move without hitting someone else. You're invading my personal space because if I go forward is probably run you over"

"I was not aware that your car is somehow with you"

*sigh*" I mean I'll run into you"

"I see many people standing in close proximity. Why are you uncomfortable with it?" Cas moved forward a bit, unfortunately he was getting close to pinning me against the wall of the hotel room.

"Cas that's only people who are... Intimate?" Not quite sure I used the right word for this. Sammy was the one who went to college dammit.

"You mean they are having-"

"No! I mean they care about each other deeply"

"We care about each other." Crap he looks hurt, I hate seeing his puppy dog sad face.

"That's not what I meant," he seems to be getting distracted, he's been getting closer, and closer. Now I'm up against the wall.

"Then what did you mean?"his arms pin the wall to my sides.

"Ummmmm...." This should feel awkward, but all I can see now are his eyes. And his lips. He seems to feel this tension too but he still doesn't move, actually he's leaning in...

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I don't think an impulse just overcomes me. I lean in and kiss Dean. And I feel dangerously, it's a hitching in my vessels heart, but his lips feel nice, and he closed his eyes. I don't know why but it seems like the right thing to do... All I need is to stay here, it's nice, right, like its meant to be.

I pull away and all Dean says, with a fantastic smirk,is

"What were we talking about?"