Finally a free night.. Not like there were too much of free nights in the hunter's life, but that was just enough.

Castiel did never really understand humans at all, he did with small things like bees and insects but, human culture was still something not discovered for him. Dean had shown him movies, traditions and any type of culture that's left in earth, but there was something that Dean loved more than anything in that subject: Cowboys.

Dean had a weird kink with cowboys, and knew every single movie of cowboys, apart of knowing each one of the lines of one cowboy movie. Dean normally obliged Castiel to watch those movies with him, even if the angel didn't get too much of that part of the culture.

And well.. Castiel was once again dragged into a cowboys subject, specifically a bar.

Dean even got them both cowboys hats, being his a bit more lighter and Cass's more darker. Castiel was watching how Dean was riding the mechanic bull.. Ok well, He wasn't specifically looking at the mechanic bull, more like.. Someone's (obviously Dean) arse. When Dean ended up winning and coming back with the drinks already payed thanks to the contest, they could now drink as much as they wanted.. Free! It was a good nice, the perfect night.

They ended up drunk as fuck, and well, true felling come when you're drunk, so you could already guess what was going on.

' Dean, we- hick should be going.. '

Castiel was holding Dean while Dean himself sat on the bar counter, which no one was since well, everybody (even the bartender) was looking at the contest, so there wasn't any eyes on them anymore. Cass had his hand on Dean's back, while the other was on Dean's neck, holding him close and firmly as he could feel Dean's arms around his neck. Dean had his legs on Castiel's sides, being Cass on the middle and just Infront of the hunter.. Who was clearly drunk.. And handsome with that cowboy hat.