Not So Innocent (SPN fic)
Title: Not So Innocent
Author: Priestess_Kaiba
Rating: PG
Genre and/or Pairing: Castiel/Dean
Disclaimer: Supernatural does not belong to me
Word Count: 600
Summary: Written using an anonymous prompt in Dean/Castiel kink meme Their prompt was: Sam says Dean loves Castiel and Castiel loves Dean back but Dean thinks he is way too low for an angel and Castiel hears that. (No porn here either, but there's a kiss)
Not So Innocent
It was one of those rare quiet moments. Dean and Sam just relaxing in their motel room and Sam can’t help but mess with his big brother.
“You love him.” Sam teases and gazes over the top of his laptop’s monitor to look at his brother. “I see the way you look at him or I should say the way you two look at each other.”
Dean lay on his bed with the TV remote in his hand, flipping though the channels, not finding anything in particular to watch. “Drop it Sam.” Dean says in warning.
“Why? Because you know it’s the truth.”He says and he adds in exasperation. “Just admit it to yourself.”
“I’m not.” Dean counters. “But even if I was it’d never work out.” He says and there’s a tinge of sadness in his voice.
Sam raises his brow in surprise. He wasn’t expecting that. He closes his laptop’s monitor and gives Dean his full attention. “Why do you say that, Dean?”
“Well,” Dean begins with his eyes still on the television. “He’s an Angel of the Lord and I’m just a lowly human, a tainted one at that. With the things I’ve done Sam I’m not good enough for him.” He turns to look at Sam. “Oh and another thing we’re both dudes.”
“Well his vessel is a dude.” Sam interrupts logically. “We don’t know what he really looks like.”
“Either way, it wouldn’t work out.” Dean continues his eyes back on the television screen. He hears a slight noise in the air, like a flutter of wings and his chest constricts. He glances in the direction of the sound but there’s nothing but empty air there. “Hey Sammy, do you mind getting us something to eat?”
“Yeah, sure.” Sam replies and he stands up from the chair. “Some burgers?”
“And some pie.” Dean says as Sam heads for the door. “Don’t forget my pie.” He warns.
“I won’t!” Sam says in a sigh.
“Oh, that’s another thing,” Dean adds and Sam turns to look at him. “He doesn’t like pie.”He says with a smile.
“Dean, that’s just shallow.” Sam replies through a laugh as he heads out the door.
When the door clicks shut, Dean turns to the corner of the room where he heard the sound come from earlier. “Cas, I know you’re here.” His words barely fade when Castiel materializes out of thin air. He’s sitting on Sam’s bed, his head tilted slightly toward Dean, his face blank.
“Dean,” He says in his deep raspy voice. “I could learn to love pie.”
Dean rolls his eyes. “Cas, that’s not the real issue!”
“What is the issue?” Castiel inquires and he stands from the bed. He goes over to Dean and kneels on the floor by his bedside. His face remains impassive but his eyes burn as they gaze into Dean’s and Dean can’t help but get lost in the blue depths of his eyes. “Is it because of this form?” He asks and Castiel breaks the eye contact to glance down at his vessel’s body.
“No, that’s not it.” Dean replies and his voice sounds pained. “It’s because I’m not worthy of you. I’m tainted Cas and you are pure and innocence in human form and I dare not change that.”
Castiel raises his eyes back to Dean’s, his eyes intense. “I’m not as innocent as you think I am Dean.” He says with a slight smirk on his face and before Dean can retort Castiel has him by the collar of his shirt and Castiel’s warm lips are firmly pressed on his.
The End
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Author: Priestess_Kaiba
Rating: PG
Genre and/or Pairing: Castiel/Dean
Disclaimer: Supernatural does not belong to me
Word Count: 600
Summary: Written using an anonymous prompt in Dean/Castiel kink meme Their prompt was: Sam says Dean loves Castiel and Castiel loves Dean back but Dean thinks he is way too low for an angel and Castiel hears that. (No porn here either, but there's a kiss)
Not So Innocent
It was one of those rare quiet moments. Dean and Sam just relaxing in their motel room and Sam can’t help but mess with his big brother.
“You love him.” Sam teases and gazes over the top of his laptop’s monitor to look at his brother. “I see the way you look at him or I should say the way you two look at each other.”
Dean lay on his bed with the TV remote in his hand, flipping though the channels, not finding anything in particular to watch. “Drop it Sam.” Dean says in warning.
“Why? Because you know it’s the truth.”He says and he adds in exasperation. “Just admit it to yourself.”
“I’m not.” Dean counters. “But even if I was it’d never work out.” He says and there’s a tinge of sadness in his voice.
Sam raises his brow in surprise. He wasn’t expecting that. He closes his laptop’s monitor and gives Dean his full attention. “Why do you say that, Dean?”
“Well,” Dean begins with his eyes still on the television. “He’s an Angel of the Lord and I’m just a lowly human, a tainted one at that. With the things I’ve done Sam I’m not good enough for him.” He turns to look at Sam. “Oh and another thing we’re both dudes.”
“Well his vessel is a dude.” Sam interrupts logically. “We don’t know what he really looks like.”
“Either way, it wouldn’t work out.” Dean continues his eyes back on the television screen. He hears a slight noise in the air, like a flutter of wings and his chest constricts. He glances in the direction of the sound but there’s nothing but empty air there. “Hey Sammy, do you mind getting us something to eat?”
“Yeah, sure.” Sam replies and he stands up from the chair. “Some burgers?”
“And some pie.” Dean says as Sam heads for the door. “Don’t forget my pie.” He warns.
“I won’t!” Sam says in a sigh.
“Oh, that’s another thing,” Dean adds and Sam turns to look at him. “He doesn’t like pie.”He says with a smile.
“Dean, that’s just shallow.” Sam replies through a laugh as he heads out the door.
When the door clicks shut, Dean turns to the corner of the room where he heard the sound come from earlier. “Cas, I know you’re here.” His words barely fade when Castiel materializes out of thin air. He’s sitting on Sam’s bed, his head tilted slightly toward Dean, his face blank.
“Dean,” He says in his deep raspy voice. “I could learn to love pie.”
Dean rolls his eyes. “Cas, that’s not the real issue!”
“What is the issue?” Castiel inquires and he stands from the bed. He goes over to Dean and kneels on the floor by his bedside. His face remains impassive but his eyes burn as they gaze into Dean’s and Dean can’t help but get lost in the blue depths of his eyes. “Is it because of this form?” He asks and Castiel breaks the eye contact to glance down at his vessel’s body.
“No, that’s not it.” Dean replies and his voice sounds pained. “It’s because I’m not worthy of you. I’m tainted Cas and you are pure and innocence in human form and I dare not change that.”
Castiel raises his eyes back to Dean’s, his eyes intense. “I’m not as innocent as you think I am Dean.” He says with a slight smirk on his face and before Dean can retort Castiel has him by the collar of his shirt and Castiel’s warm lips are firmly pressed on his.
The End
Woot! This is my 300th journal entry!
Edit: Also (if you want) vote for my drabble here at spnforthesane's "Supernatural Thursday Contest. Voting opens on Wednesday!