Love is Blind

Dean entered the library in the MOL bunker. Cas was sitting in one of the chair, he looked like he was deep in his thoughts. When he noticed Dean, he jumped from his chair.
“Hello, Dean.” Cas was acting strange, but Dean decided to shrug it off.
“Good that you’re here. I was digging around in the storage rooms and found a bunch of awesome stuff. Come on, you gotta take a look.” Dean started to go out of the room, but when he looked behind him, he saw that Cas wasn’t following him. He stopped and frowned. “Cas?”
“You can't say that to me. I'm blind.” It was Cas’ answer.
“What?” Dean was left dumbfounded, staring at Cas while waiting for an explanation. “What hell are you talking about, Cas?”
“You heard me, Dean. This is a serious matter.” Cas gave him a sharp glare, and let a sigh of anger. “I’m blind.”
Dean scrutinized Cas carefully, taking in his appearance. The button-up shirt he was wearing was crumpled and few of the buttons were undone. He seemed impatient, his hands twitching and foot of the right leg bouncing. His expression appeared neutral, but Dean knew better. Cas was nervous, if not scared. Dean’s chest squeezed tightly in a worry for his, now human, friend.
“Dude, are you okay?” Dean slowly approached Cas, and put a strong hand on his shoulder. Cas jerked his shoulder faintly, however didn’t make any move to pull away from the touch. “Are you drunk?” Dean felt anger rising in him at the thought of Cas drinking himself to death, knowing that Cas is much better than that. Considering his own drinking habits, he decided not to lecture, but he believed and hoped that Cas wouldn’t follow his steps.
“I’m not drunk. I was ‘surfing’ the web,” Dean heard the quotes in Cas’ voice, and smiled at his use of regular speech, “and...

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.... They both leaned toward each other and their lips met again. While their first kiss was chaste and gentle, the second was fierce and passionate, their lips parting and tongues moving together. Everything was going smoothly until a loud cackling interrupted them. They pulled apart to see Kevin, Charlie and Sam standing by the doors and laughing, obviously at them.
“I guess, Cas managed to seduce you,” said Charlie.
“Actually, the plan wasn’t working so I improvised.” Cas told Charlie, while sharing a secret smile with Dean.
Charlie was about to speak, but Sam cut her off, “You know what, it doesn’t matter. The most important thing is that you’re finally together.”
“You are right, dear brother. You’ll understand, then, why me and Cas are going to my room now. We’ve got work to do.” Dean winked and pulled Cas in the direction of his – well, it was now theirs – room.