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This was when he knew. When he finally saw. When his thoughts of those damn blue eyes all came together to create one beautiful thought.

Sure, he wasn't gay. But it didn't matter.

He loved Castiel Novak. He loved Castiel Novak with all his heart. "Castiel... I ... I..."

Somewhere from inside the building, at what looked like the 2nd floor there was a window open. 'Carry on my wayward son' started playing on the radio in there. The music was loud enough for both boys to hear.

"I love you, Castiel" Dean felt his stomach twist. He felt his heart relax, knowing this was it. This was how he felt. He hoped Castiel would understand. He felt his breath quicken, he felt his heart pump faster than it ever had. He was about to explode.

"You really don't... No one does" Castiel was nearly impossible to hear, but Dean heard him. He felt the guilt and sadness rush over him like a tsunami. Then he got an idea. An idea that felt so right, he had never felt anything like it before.

"Want me to prove it?"

Dean sprinted into the building, not waiting for an answer, and up all 10 floors, hoping and praying for the first time in his life. He prayed that Castiel wouldn't jump. He saw the room on second floor, the one with the radio. He ran in there and brought the radio with him. If he was going to do this he was going to do it properly. He ran up stairs after stairs while 'carry on my wayward son' was playing. His legs hurt but he didn't seem to notice, didn't seem to care much. He hoped Castiel would like was he was about to do. He ran as fast as ever, thinking of nothing but those damn blue eyes.

Castiel was standing on the top of the tall, 10 store building, he was crying. Dean Winchester didn't love him. Of course he didn't. No one did. No one ever had and no one ever would. But I love him. I love Dean Winchester. He wanted those to be the last words he said. He leaned forward, thinking if he really wanted to go through with this. But what was the alternative? A world without Dean Winchester... Well it was a world without anything of actual importance. And when Dean had said he loved him, it had clearly been a lie. A lie to make him stop. But this time, this time he would do it. He leaned forward, getting ready to take one last step into noting. But then someone grabbed his coat and pulled him back. He was saved from himself.

By the only person he truly cared about. And who truly cared about him.

Once Dean reached the top the second verse of the song was just beginning. He threw the radio on the rooftop.

He grabbed the boy's trench coat and pulled him away from the edge. And, just as the chorus of Carry On My Wayward Son played, Dean pressed Castiel's lips against his own.

It was all Dean could've hoped for. Castiel was so surprised he just went with it. They stood there for one beautiful forever. Castiel leaned in and so did Dean. They pulled away and Dean wanted to look into those damn blue eyes forever. And he did. "I love you, Castiel"

"I love you too, Dean" the song ended and the two stood there and stared at each other.

That was the moment Castiel decided he would grow up to be Castiel Winchester. And he did.

And that's the story of how a very special pair of green eyes met and fell in love with those damn blue eyes.