2nd Official WAFF-a-thon - Main Thread!
And if we all could spread a little sunshine
All could lend a helping hand
We all would be a little closer
To the Promised Land
WAFFathon Official Thread
Welcome, everyone, to the second official WAFFathon, making the Internet a little happier. The premise behind the WAFFathon is simple: Fandom is great, but let's face it, it can get pretty dark ( Read more... )
All could lend a helping hand
We all would be a little closer
To the Promised Land
WAFFathon Official Thread
Welcome, everyone, to the second official WAFFathon, making the Internet a little happier. The premise behind the WAFFathon is simple: Fandom is great, but let's face it, it can get pretty dark ( Read more... )
“Dean,” Castiel says seriously. “It would be an honor to make out with you.”
Really, Dean thinks, as he leans over and kisses Castiel, he’s the one who’s honored. Cas knows everything about him; the hunting, the betrayals, the secrets. He knows the history of the ways in which Dean’s been broken, and yet he’s here making reverent noises and parting his lips into Dean’ deepening kiss. The thought sends shivers coursing through him, and with it, the knowledge that Cas will never judge him, never hate him or leave him, or have to stay behind as Dean drives off to the next hunt. Best of all, Cas is strong, and there’s no way Dean can lead him into more danger than he’s already in, so there’s the usual guilt gone before it can even start.
It’s almost frightening that Dean can actually have this, something that makes him so happy, but he can, so he shifts closer, slipping into the bracket of Castiel’s arms and pressing up against his chest. Cas obviously loves him, and maybe that should be a scary thought but it isn’t at all. It’s just nice, just makes him feel warm and full and happy.
“Hey,” he says, murmuring against Castiel’s lips. “There’s lots of other stuff for us to try, but maybe we could wait? This is what I want right now.”
It feels really lame, but Cas doesn’t look anything short of adoring. “Yes Dean,” he says solemnly. “Tonight we will cuddle.”
“Oh my god,” Dean says. “You can never say that word again. Especially not to Sam.” He’s sort of belying his point by the way he’s shifting closer, but whatever, he has at least some pride.
Cas looks confused. “But that is what we’re doing, Dean.” He looks adorable, head cocked and expression inquisitive, and jesus, Dean really can’t say no to this guy.
“Okay Cas,” he says, “But only because I’m awesome.”
“Awesome,” Castiel echoes happily, tangling his legs up with Dean's and wrapping close around him, and it really, really is.
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SERIOUSLY IF THIS WAFFATHON DIES DED RIGHT HERE IT WILL BE A SUCCESS BECAUSE OF THIS FIC.
YOU ARE MY NEW BEST FRIEND. <3
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This was so AWESOME. I'm grinning like an idiot here! I must save this and then return to it whenever I have a bad day!
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