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The smell of sweet barbecue and freshly opened bottles of beer perfumed the air, and Dean flopped down on the blanket spread on the grass in the park. The fourth of July was his favorite holiday. It always had been; this was always the best party of the year, held by the town officials and whoever. The Fourth of July town party was like pie: Dean didn't care where or who it came from, he just cared about that it got there.
He looked to his left, where Gabe, who was lying with his back on top of Sam, was making Dean's said brother feed him chocolate M&M’s. The two were smiling and very much enjoying their time. Gabe said something Dean didn't hear, but it made Sam throw back his head and laugh whole-heartedly so that it made Dean smile. He was glad Sammy was happy, even if it was with a weirdo such as Gabe.
Charlie was putting her head on Dorothy's shoulder, and watching the play the local kids did every year. Dorothy looked down at Dean's only sister, and smiled. Charlie looked up, then leaned up for their lips to meet.
Dean was reveling in his happiness for both his brother and his sister, then Adam plopped down next to him for a moment, and began rummaging through Dean's basket of food.
"How come the only straight fucker in this family is the only one who can't get a date?" He said bitterly, but with a joking tone as he pulled out a pineapple slice.
"Oh shut up. You're just jealous." Dean teased. Then he laughed to himself at a thought he told Adam: "Maybe you should take a hint." Adam snorted, but bit his lip to stop a laugh after eating the fruit he had. "Then again, you were always Dad's favorite so maybe you did do it right." Dean added with a bit of hurt, staring off into space. Adam rolled his eyes.
"Please. Spare me the "boo-hoo Daddy beat me and I became a closet case" sob story." Adam complained. Dean lidded his eyes.
"I'm telling you, man, you had it the easiest back in the day." Dean replied with a swig of beer.
"Whatever. So where's your Romeo, Juliet?" Dean shrugged, ignoring Adam's jab.
"He said he'd be right back..."
"That's what they all say, Dean." Adam countered, chuckling.
Dean stared flatly at him, then reached for a handful of ice from the cooler then proceeded to shove it down the back of Adam's blue and green checkered shirt. Adam jumped into the air, squealing like a girl, causing some people to stare.
Dean smirked and watched his half-brother freak out helplessly. Once he'd gotten over the ice sliding down his bare back, Adam glared and stormed off, leaving a laughing Dean.
"That wasn't very nice." A familiar voice said behind Dean. Dean's heart did a flip in his chest as Cas sat down next to him. Dean leaned over and pulled Cas into a sudden kiss.
"Hey babe." Dean whispered into Cas' smile, which he kissed again. "Where'd you run off to? I was beginning to worry."
"I was buying you this;" Cas replied with a smile wide as fuck as he held out a plastic container that had...
Pie. Friggin pie.
Dean's heart swelled with surprise and happiness and Cas pecked him on the cheek. There was no containment for Dean now.
"God, I friggin love you." Dean praised, jumping on top of Castiel, knocking the man to the ground and ending up on top. Cas let a whoop and a laugh, and stared up into Dean's eyes.
"I love you too, Dean."
~~~
"Too bad we got public decency laws." Dean said with that look that made Cas want to let Dean take control.
Castiel Milton wasn't one for submission. Meg Masters and April Engel (Cas' previous "serious relationships") could tell you that. But Dean, well, Castiel was okay with anything when he was with Dean. Things felt right. Meg was just too hard to please with her super kinky satanic shit and April was a crazy bitch who literally tried to kill him (she went to jail for attempt to murder) with a kitchen knife.
Dean wasn't a psycho-maniac or a satanic creep. But he wasn't some innocent schoolgirl, either. He didn't mind a little handcuffs once in a while, and he certainly knew how to tease and torment Cas just so until the youngest Milton was barely on the edge.
Dean had this certain look on his face now, as he was lying on top of Cas.
"Cause I wanna smother you in whipped cream and lick it off." Dean continued, and Cas whimpered.
“We’d burn out our brothers’ and Charlie’s eyes.” Cas added. Dean laughed, and leaned in to kiss Cas.
“You’re perfect, y’know that?”
“Only to you.”
~~~
“What weirdoes.” Gabriel Milton commented, while watching his younger brother lock lips with Dean Winchester, the world’s most boring person. His amazing boyfriend, Sam gazed down at Gabe.
“I bet they’re saying the same thing about you.” Sam joked. Gabe lidded his eyes, but a smile permanently stuck to his face as he leaned up to kiss his Samsquatch, then he slapped Sam's ass, and Sam blushed.
"Havin' fun yet, Samster?" Gabe smirked. Sam chuckled.
"You're evil." He joked.
"And you're adorable. I lov- Oh! Hey, Ash." Gabe said as Ash Harvelle walked up, more drunk than usual. Ash burped loudly that caused other people to stare. That is, people who weren't Dean and Cas, who were making out like teenagers. Gabriel rolled his eyes at the two and turned back to his co-worker.
"Hey guys, what's happening?" Ash said, not focusing on any one particular thing.
"What's up?" Sam asked.
"Dude, are you stoned?" Gabe asked bluntly. Sam stared at his boyfriend.
"Gabe!" Sam pinched Gabriel's side, making the smaller man jump.
"Hey! I was just asking."
"Yeah, the cops keep trying to bust my ass for it." Ash said, sniffling and rubbing his nose. "But its cool, bro. I'm going to the concert tonight. Had some extra tickets and wondered if you two wanted them."
Sam looked at Gabe, who shrugged.
"Could be fun." Gabe suggested. Sam nodded, and Ash held out the tickets.
"Thanks, Ash." Sam said gratefully. "Just curious, where did you get the extras?"
"Free from the booth if you pay for the fireworks show afterwards, and I bought a few for me and Anna, since she said she'd go with me to that. She's the one who suggested it would be a good idea to get you guys tickets too." Ash explained.
"I didn't know you guys were dating." Sam replied honestly.
"We're not. She's like, totally into your sister, Charlie."
Sam turned to Gabe in disbelief.
"We are one fucked-up family."
~fin~