Shit! I've been so busy with homework that I almost forgot about this, but since I have a week off now, I can maybe get about 2 chapters out depending on how busy I'll be. So yeah I checked my email, gosh I could just eat you all up! I thought people would hate the last chapter, but I guess I was proved wrong. Thanks guys! Here's a shirtless Jensen for ya'll shirtless Misha's to play with. ;)

So I've also decided to add a time-skip? Is that what they call it? Anyway, you know what I mean.

Chapter title is line from the song: Just The Way You Are by Bruno Mars

Chapter 3 – You're Amazing, Just The Way You Are

The days went by and before Dean knew it, well it was a beautiful sunny Saturday morning. After his little confrontation with Balthazar, Dean being Dean avoided Cas. He felt bad for doing it and he felt even worse when he saw him with a cut lip and bruise covering his eye. God he felt horrible, but he couldn't risk his reputation. He couldn't risk destroying the family name again.

But as usual, his pesky brother just had tried to ask why he was doing this but Dean would casually brush it off and change topic to the point where Sam was currently giving him silent treatment and the odd bitch face.

Dean looked over to his clock on his bedside table, it read: 10:39am. He groaned, not wanting to leave to his heavenly warmth that was his bed, but his stomach protested in a low growl. He slowly got out, feeling the cold hit hard, goosebumps all over his arms. He rubbed his face and headed downstairs, hearing the low sound of 'Gangnam Style' playing.

What does everyone see in that song? Dean thought, rolling his eyes.

He wandered into the kitchen, sighing in content at the smell of bacon. Mary looked over her shoulder, giving him a small smile.

"Good morning sweetheart, take a sit. It'll be done in about a minute or two" she said, turning her attention back on the frying pan.

Dean sat in a chair across from Sam who was currently on his laptop. Dean had a horrible feeling that Sam was setting something up and suddenly just like that, Sam looked over from his laptop, a smug smile on his face.

"Mom?" He said.

"Yes Sam?"

"You know that friend I was telling you about?"

"Oh you mean Castiel, of course..."

As soon as his name left his mother's lips, Dean froze, heart gaining speed. No, no no no no Sammy you little bastard! Why do this to me?! This could put me and Cas in a lot of danger!

"So it's settled" Mary said, setting a plate in front of Dean. "Castiel can come for dinner and stay for an hour or two"

"Great!" Sam said happily. "I'll give him a call!"

Dean glared as his brother left the room.

It was about 6:30pm when Castiel arrived, his lip was slowly healing and his bruise was almost gone. His clothing consisted of a baggy AC-DC t-shirt, some jeans that were ripping around the knees and red Converse. His hair was in it's usual messy but sexy state, turning Dean on slightly. Though when he looked into his sad ocean eyes, he wanted to mentally kick himself for being selfish cunt. He was just so afraid of opening up to him, afraid of the backlash he might receive.

How does Cas put up with it? Dean thought, lost in Cas' eyes.

"Earth to Dean" Castiel waved his hand in front of Dean's face, slightly annoyed. "Honestly it's like talking to a brick wall."

Sam quickly came and took over, seeing that it wasn't going too well. "Hey Cas! Glad you could make it!"

"It's no problem Sam, it's nice to get out of the hell that is my house." Cas smiled weakly.

"Hey, do you mind if I steal Dean from you for a second?" He grabbed Dean's arm.

"Go ahead..." Cas said, eyes never leaving Dean's.

Sam practically had to drag him into their living room and turn him around so they were face to face.

"What are you doing?!" He hissed, voice low.

"Me?!" Dean said, just as quietly. "You're the one who's playing cupid!"

"Look," Sam started. "I see the way you look at him Dean, I know you like him" Sam stopped Dean from attempting to deny. "And don't say that you don't! I know that what happened before was hard for you, dad didn't really help the entire situation either. But this... it's a fresh start, a chance to forget and a chance to be happy!"

Dean's eyes began to fill with water, appreciation for his brother filling his heart. Dammit! Why did Sam always have to be right?! He pulled his brother into a tight embrace quickly pulling away and wiping his small tears, he was a Winchester and Winchester men did not cry! Or act girly.

"Thanks Sammy!" Dean smiled weakly.

"It's Sam Dean, get it right gosh!" Sam whined, bitch facing him.

Dean just laughed, leaving the room with a big smile on his face.

Dinner was quiet besides the odd line from Sam and Mary who eventually gave up trying to start a proper conversation. Dean and Cas would occasionally watch one another, turning away quickly if caught staring.

As soon as dinner was finished, Dean went to sit on the bench in the backyard, Cas soon joined after, the both of them enjoying the stars in the night sky. They sat there for a few minutes before Dean broke the silence.

"I'm so sorry..." He murmured. "For how I treated you, you know. Avoiding you, not sticking up for you, for not stopping Balthaza-" Tears began welling up, he was just about to wipe them away when he felt an arm around his back. He turned to face Cas, who then raised his other hand to wipe the tears away.

"I know how it is. Trying to hide who you are, it's hard. But you shouldn't be ashamed Dean. You should be proud"

"I wish I could be, I really do." Dean sighed.

"Funnily enough I'm in a similar situation." He smiled weakly. "But you're much better off then I am because you have such a loving and caring family. The last person in my family I could turn to left." His smile faded. "Gabriel, like me, was also homosexual... He confessed about 4 years ago, about a week before my mom died. My dad was furious with him, saying that it was his fault and that his sins caused this. It got to the point where Gabriel packed his things and left. I plan to do the same thing after high school."

Dean stared in disbelief. How could someone do that to their own flesh and blood? It made his blood boil with such rage. He cupped Cas' face.

"You are so brave Cas. I honestly don't know how you do it." Dean smiled, inching closer to Cas. "Can I just..." Lips brushing over his. Cas lost patience and smashed their lips together. Dean's eye wide, but soon closing as the small volts of lust and other strange feelings ran through him.

Any problems that Dean had now just dissolved into the chilly autumn night.