Are We a "Thing"?

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Cas awoke on his side with an unbearable heat on his backside. As he tried to climb out of bed, strong arms wound themselves tighter around him. Cas huffed as he turned around to face his cuddling attacker. Dean was fast asleep as Cas looked over his resting face. He knew he probably wouldn't get out of the embrace any time soon, so he started to count Dean's freckles. He had gotten up to 23 when Dean's nose started to twitch. Castiel covered his face with his hands as Dean sneezed. After mumbling a muffled, "bless you", Cas peaked through his fingers at the boy in front of him. Dean had a small smile on his face as he squinted against the evening sun coming through the window.
"Hey, sleepy head" Cas chuckled as he placed a hand on Dean's cheek and rubbed circles with his thumb. Dean placed a small kiss on the tip of his nose.
"So, uh, are we a thing now?" Cas asked as he played with a stray piece of Dean's hair.
"A thing?" Dean asked, cocking an eyebrow. Cas hit his shoulder lightly and rolled his eyes.
"Like, are we boyfriends now?" Cas questioned nervously. Dean smiled and placed a soft kiss on his lips.
"I'd think I'd love that, Angel."
"Angel? Why angel?" Cas looked at Dean with a questioning look.
"Because, you're the light at the end of this ugly ass tunnel" Dean answered honestly, a wave of sadness hitting him. Cas kissed his forehead gingerly, making his way to his neck.
"Well, I guess I'll call you my hunter because you kill the monsters that creep in my darkness." Cas whispered into the skin of Dean's neck as he sucked a small bruise into his skin. Dean carded his fingers through Cas' already messed up hair. And then, just when things where getting heated, his brother's annoying voice came from the other side of the door,
"Dean, Cas! Get up! You've been sleeping all afternoon, we're hungry!"
Dean huffed as he sat up in the bed, rubbing his eyes and flattening out his hair.
"You're always hungry, Bitch!"
There was a shuffle from the other side before Sam retorted back with a "Jerk!"
"Dean, don't make me and Gabe come and drag you out of there."
Dean had a smirk on his face as replied, "How do you know we're even decent?" He heard screams of disgust and two pairs of feet run down the stairs as he chuckled and looked to Cas, who's face was beet red.

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