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Dean is drunk.

Or the room is spinning by itself. 

Whatever, he gulps another sip of his beer and glares at Cas and that asshat he's been talking with for almost 30 minutes. He's not fucking jealous obviously. Cas is his baby bro, his brotha from anotha motha.

Dean cringed at his own thoughts and sipped more beer.

Look at him, looking so smug and smiling like an idiot, with those plush pink lips that Dean would love having them around his--

The green-eyed man choked on his drink just in time as Sam sat next to him at the bar. His younger brother had a bright smile on his face, Dean frowned, why the fuck he's happy about?

"Rowena agreed to go out with me!" he said and ordered a soda. 

Oh, yeah, that weird red-head, she was pretty in a very witchy way, Sammy was head over heels for her, said she's smart and sassy and so, so foxy. Good for the kid.

"That's cool, man." Dean almost burked. 

It was Sammy's turn to frown, he made that bitch face he always did at Dean and leaned closer to him. 

"Are you drunk?"

Dean swiftly felt offended.

"Fuck you!" he said a bit noisily causing some group of college girls to turn from their booth.

Sam rolled his eyes, while he smirked at the girls earning blushes and giggles. Yep, still got it. Too bad someone else doesn't get affected by his charming smirk. Someone, really pretty, with the bluest eyes alive, those oceans of blue sapphires, those skies of--

"Is this because of Cas?" Sam almost choked a laugh.

Dean growled, "shut your piehole."

Sammy burst into silent laughs, and Dean wanted to slap his stupid floppy hair. Then he watched Benny and Charlie entering the conversation of Cas and that sonovabitch Noah. Traitors. Like Cas sensed his intense stare, he met Dean's eyes.

Yes, look at me. Your future husband.

The green-eyed man smirked and winked at his best friend. It's probably the 6 bottles of beer he had acting, cause in clear mind he would suffer silently and get the fuck out of here before punching that bastard who flirted HIS Cas, although now he feels peachy, super flowy, and considering expressing to Cas how hard he makes him, how he also makes his heart swell and fly a thousand miles away, and God, the way he's in love with him since the first time they met.

The blue-eyed man tilts his head to the side confusingly and some red decorates his cheeks as his eyes widen.

He hears Sam bursting into laughs beside him but he ignores it as he gets up from his stool. 

It's karaoke night tonight at the Roadhouse and some people had already sung but now, they played old hits and Britney's...Baby One More Time' blasted on the speakers and Dean felt adventurous as he eyed Cas who eyed him back now looking concerned.

Slipping off his leather jacket and unbuttoning the first 3 buttons of his tight dark red shirt, Dean walks towards the small stage with the mic and the small screen showing the lyrics.

It's time to claim Cas.

Dean's group plus Rowena and Noah cheered for him all except Cas who looked nervous and concerned, Sam was with Benny and Charlie now laughing hard with tears in their eyes and he also thinks he heard Ellen exclaiming: "Oh Lord."

"This is for a special one..." he blurted trying to stay still, everything was spinning.

Grabbing the mic Dean starts singing blurry, losing some words, and trying to stay upright.

"My lone-liness is killing me...I-I must confess I still believe, still believe! When I'm not with you I lose my mind..." Dean closed his eyes as he imagined Cas and only Cas. Putting his hand on his chest he started dancing.

"Give me a signnnn!" He shouts discordantly and people start cheering him, then he looks at Cas who was now a tomato.

" Hit me, baby, one more time!" he jumped from the small stage and landed on his knees dramatically pointing at Cas. He really loved Cas, and as Britney said, his loneliness was killing him.

Cheers and laughs surround him, Charlie recording him with her phone and Sam with Benny losing their voices by laughing so hard.

But Dean only stared at Cas who was now looking adorable as ever with his wide blue eyes and parted lips, his cheeks still red as hell.

So fucking adorable.

The song continued but Dean already shoved the mic to some chick who was telling him something flirty, his group was applauding him and whistling praises with jokes and laughs, but Cas was quiet and still shocked. 

Taking the courage he turned to glance at Noah, "He's mine..." Dean growls possessively and then shifts to Cas' side, the blue-eyed man is stunned when Dean grabs him by the waist pulling him against his chest.