Hiya guys! This is a quick one shot- just Dean fooling around and flirting. Angel Cas, human Dean, set around season five. Also, if you haven't checked it out yet, I have a story up in progress called Four Letters, and I would love it if you would check that out!

Still got no ownership of any of this- or Cas and Dean would be together.

"Hey there Cas." Dean leaned against the wall, smirking.

Cas looked up from the book he was staring at. "Oh, hello Dean." He responded. "I did not expect to see you there."

"I was just wondering…" Dean casually examined his fingernails. "Did it hurt?"

Cas tilted his head. "Did what hurt Dean? Are you referring to when I rested my hand on the hot burner earlier today, Dean? You need not worry- I have informed you that I heal very quickly. This is just a vessel." He smiled a little bit.

Dean let out a small chuckle. "Not quite what I was going for, Cas."

"Then what were you referring to?" Cas frowned, slightly agitated that he did not understand all of these human things. "Oh! Dean is this a flirtation?" Cas' eyes lit up. "I read all about those!"

"Uh…" Dean looked at him. "When did you read about this?"

"Sam showed me several of the books in your library. They were quite educational, Dean."

Dean's eyes widened slightly. "Cas tell me, what books did he show you?"

"He lead me towards books such as The Velvet Promise, Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, and Breaking Dawn" Cas beamed happily. "I must say, I thoroughly enjoyed most of them."

Dean let out a strangled groan. "Oh, no Cas. He introduced you to trashy romance novels!"

"I do not find them trashy, Dean. I must now go assist Sam in the library" Cas's words were punctuated with him standing up gracefully. "Watch your words." There was a quick flutter, and Cas was gone.

•-•

Cas could hear footsteps, and he turned around, but stayed on the couch. Dean was leaning in the doorway again. "If you have come to, as you put it, trash my style, I want to hear nothing of it." Cas wrinkled his nose.

"No, no no, Cas I was simply wondering. If you and two other angels had a threesome, would you, ya know, be a triangel?" Dean was grinning widely, apparently very pleased with himself for coming up with this.

"You have to be straight to be part of a triangle, Dean." Cas pointed out, making a big deal of turning another page in his book, Bloodlines.

"Really Cas? More vampire novels?" Dean threw his hands in the air, and Cas could hear him clomping away.

Sam peeked his head around from the kitchen. "He trashed your novels?" He asked bitterly.

"Yes."

•~•

Cas hummed along to the music coming from the small box near the stove as he pushed bread into the toaster. He was too scared to attempt to use the stove again, so Sam had recommended he wait for Dean. However, Sam had reassured Cas that very little could go wrong if he attempted to utilize the toaster, so here Cas was, trying to surprise Dean with a nice breakfast.

Dean walked into the kitchen then, rubbing his eyes. He saw the back of his angel, and heard the surprisingly in tune humming. "Mornin' Sunshine." He cracked a sleepy smile at him as Cas turned around.

"Hello Dean." Cas smiled at him. "I'm making you breakfast."

"Well isn't this a pleasant surprise." Dean chuckled. "Just one thing."

"Yes, Dean?"

"Wouldn't that be 'Halo, Dean,' instead of 'Hello Dean,'?" Dean smirked.

Cas just stared at him.

"Halo from the other sideeeee…" Dean sang off key to the music.

Cas had just turned around again, deciding to ignore Dean, when the toast decided to pop out. Cas fell back with a scream.

Dean flew out of his chair, and was at Cas' side in an instant.

"You didn't tell me they flew out!" Cas whimpered slightly.

•~•

Dean walked down the hall to Cas' room, peeking in at the angel. He lay there, wide awake, in his bed.

"Dean." Cas' deep voice rang out, and Dean jumped slightly. He wasn't expecting Cas' eyes to be open even if he was mimicking sleep.

"Why do you try to sleep?" He asked his angel, sincerely curious.

"To try and feel what humanity feels again." Cas sat up. "You remember when I was human, right Dean?"

"Of course."

"There were some aspects of that life that I enjoyed. Sleep happened to be one of them." Just then, Cas looked Dean dead in the eye. "However, like the angels, the aquatic creatures on this planet do not need sleep. Why is that any different from humans? Surely they are not tired?"

The ghost of a smile tugged at Dean's lips. "I guess that would make you an angelfish then."

"Dean." Cas stared at him. "That one doesn't make any sense at all. I bear no resemble to any kind of fish."

Dean sighed. "It's too late for this shit. I'm going to bed. See you in the morning, Sunshine."

"Goodnight Dean."

•~•

Cas was sitting on the couch, big headphones on his ears. He looked up as Dean walked into the room, reluctantly pulling them off. "Hello Dean."

"Hey Cas, whatcha listening to?"

"It is a new musical that Sam has introduced me to. I believe it is called 'Hamilton'."

"Really?" Dean wrinkled his nose. Finally he sighed. "Well, Sammy tried to introduce me to that one once too. How are you liking it?"

"I am really enjoying it!" Cas' eyes sparkled with passion as he explained to Dean, "The songs are pleasing rhythmically and the beats are dropped rather nicely!"

"I think you got some sayings mixed up in there Cas." Dean chuckled.

"The storyline is also amazing. My favorite of the characters is the eldest of the Schuyler sisters." Cas continued.

"You mean, ANGELica?" Dean smirked.

"I thought you did not like the Hamilton soundtrack, Dean?" Cas replied without missing a beat.

Dean's face paled.

•~•

Cas and Dean sat snuggled next to each other on the couch, a crappy horror movie on. Dean popped another piece of popcorn into his mouth.

"So Cas, What do you think? This one gory enough for you?"

"Dean, after what we see in our day to day lives, I fail to see how this would invoke fear in the hearts of men and women alike." Cas frowned slightly.

"Most people aren't like us, Cas. Oh look! They found another dead one!" Dean pointed at the screen excitedly.

"Oh dear, this one seems to have gotten his abdominal region torn open." Cas commented dryly.

Dean chuckled. That was the real reason he loved watching crappy horror films with Cas. This and just being near him.

"Yeah, Cas. This one seems to have gotten himself pretty badly mANGELed." Dean barely managed to keep a straight face when he said this.

Cas turned to him.

There was a moment of silence, and then just, "God damn it Dean…"

Another moment.

"I love you."

Cas leaned in and kissed Dean on the lips. "Never forget, I might be the one with wings, but you're the real angel here."

BONUS:

Dean sat tied to a chair, his eyes jet black. Smirking, his eyes shifted from Cas to Sam and back again. "Let me out of this chair now, or there will be consequences, angel." He purred slightly.

"I don't think you're in any position to be making DEMONds right now, Dean." The words were out of Cas' mouth before he could stop them.

"Really Cas? Puns? Now you get them?" Dean stared at him for a moment before uttering three more words. "Cain you not?'

Cas cracked a tentative grin at him. "I don't think I'm Abel to." He would cure Dean, whatever it took. And once he had, Dean would be back to normal. At least, as normal as it could get with all of the pun yet to come in their future.

Yes it is short, and yes I am sorry. For all you wondering, I am still continuing Four Letters, I just got caught up in midterms. This is a little something I've had lying around for a while, so I decided to post it. I'm also working on another much longer Dean X Cas story (Probably at least over 10k, and have been trying to finish and get that up for all of you guys. Please read/review! Love you all! 3