Re: Crusader, Part IIthegrrrl2002May 31 2010, 22:06:23 UTC
Cas approached and carefully sat beside him. After a moment he leaned back, his shoulder pressed against Dean's, and pulled his legs up onto the bed, stretching them out straight in front of him. Dean wanted to tell him to get his own damn pillow to lean against, that sharing a pillow was kind of girly, but the tightness in his chest was starting to ease so yeah, he was okay with it.
"Just keep your hands to yourself," he told Cas.
Leaving Cas to stare down curiously at his hands, Dean turned his focus back to the movie.
"Isn't that sweet," Sam said, grinning at them.
"Dude, stuff it."
Sam snorted with laughter. "No, seriously, you two are adorable."
Dean glared at him, to no effect. "Just watch the damn movie, okay?"
A few minutes of mercifully quiet movie-watching and Dean began to relax, slumping down on the bed as the tension eased. He leaned against Cas as he watched Batman vanquish yet another enemy, and it made him think of how Cas had blown those hellhounds back to hell with a blinding flash of white light.
Dean looked over to find Cas watching him, his expression soft with something like contentment. He wondered if Cas had seen into his mind--that would be kind of creepy--but still, Dean appreciated what Cas had done. He patted Cas's leg. "Good timing there, buddy," he said quietly.
Cas nodded.
Dean stole a glance at Sam, who now had his eyes closed. Sleeping, hopefully. Dean took the chance and sidled closer to Cas. It was ridiculous, really, and Dean couldn't explain why but it made him feel better. Like he could close his eyes and drift off without a single worry.
Plus, Cas was kind of warm, and the room was chilly, and Dean was too comfy to get up and get under the bedcovers.
A moment later he did dozing off. He dreamed of the tunnels, the wet, smelly tunnels, slime on the walls and god knows what under their feet. A low growl echoed down off the walls, the hounds were coming for him, they were going to shred him to pieces but then there was Cas, trenchcoat swirling around him like a cape--
Dean jerked awake, grabbing Cas's arm. "Dude," he whispered. "You're totally Batman."
Cas frowned, so Dean kissed him. After a moment's hesitation, Cas kissed him back, his mouth sweet and intent. When Dean pulled back, he touched a hand to Cas's cheek. "Okay?" he asked.
Cas nodded gravely. "Very much so."
"Good." Dean snuggled up close, head resting on Cas's chest, because it felt good and he liked it there. And if Sammy had anything to say about it, Dean would just, he would just--
Re: Crusader, Part IIeretriaJune 1 2010, 04:44:20 UTC
The more I read, the more I realise just how much I missed your writing. No one brings the gentle, adorable-but-not-girly moments quite like you. And Cas really totally is Batman. *nods*
Cas approached and carefully sat beside him. After a moment he leaned back, his shoulder pressed against Dean's, and pulled his legs up onto the bed, stretching them out straight in front of him. Dean wanted to tell him to get his own damn pillow to lean against, that sharing a pillow was kind of girly, but the tightness in his chest was starting to ease so yeah, he was okay with it.
"Just keep your hands to yourself," he told Cas.
Leaving Cas to stare down curiously at his hands, Dean turned his focus back to the movie.
"Isn't that sweet," Sam said, grinning at them.
"Dude, stuff it."
Sam snorted with laughter. "No, seriously, you two are adorable."
Dean glared at him, to no effect. "Just watch the damn movie, okay?"
A few minutes of mercifully quiet movie-watching and Dean began to relax, slumping down on the bed as the tension eased. He leaned against Cas as he watched Batman vanquish yet another enemy, and it made him think of how Cas had blown those hellhounds back to hell with a blinding flash of white light.
Dean looked over to find Cas watching him, his expression soft with something like contentment. He wondered if Cas had seen into his mind--that would be kind of creepy--but still, Dean appreciated what Cas had done. He patted Cas's leg. "Good timing there, buddy," he said quietly.
Cas nodded.
Dean stole a glance at Sam, who now had his eyes closed. Sleeping, hopefully. Dean took the chance and sidled closer to Cas. It was ridiculous, really, and Dean couldn't explain why but it made him feel better. Like he could close his eyes and drift off without a single worry.
Plus, Cas was kind of warm, and the room was chilly, and Dean was too comfy to get up and get under the bedcovers.
A moment later he did dozing off. He dreamed of the tunnels, the wet, smelly tunnels, slime on the walls and god knows what under their feet. A low growl echoed down off the walls, the hounds were coming for him, they were going to shred him to pieces but then there was Cas, trenchcoat swirling around him like a cape--
Dean jerked awake, grabbing Cas's arm. "Dude," he whispered. "You're totally Batman."
Cas frowned, so Dean kissed him. After a moment's hesitation, Cas kissed him back, his mouth sweet and intent. When Dean pulled back, he touched a hand to Cas's cheek. "Okay?" he asked.
Cas nodded gravely. "Very much so."
"Good." Dean snuggled up close, head resting on Cas's chest, because it felt good and he liked it there. And if Sammy had anything to say about it, Dean would just, he would just--
--kind of grin and and shrug and take it.
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Thank you. This is adorable. ♥
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So glad you enjoyed!
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I loved the ending line, and how Cas made Dean feel all warm and safe. This is a story I could snuggle up to. <3
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And Cas really totally is Batman. *nods*
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WIN!!
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Aaaaah!
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D'aww I love this, its so cute and lovely. I love that Dean really doesn't care what Sam thinks in the end :D
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