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The first ten eight people to comment with a pairing and a prompt get a kiss!drabble. Prompt can be specific ("first kiss, under the mistletoe, with people watching") or completely random ("feather"). If you don't get something within a half hour I will probably post it later tonight instead
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Castiel looks more nervous than usual, more out of place in his own (well, not really his own) skin. Dean looks up from his newspaper clippings and frowns. But he doesn't speak. He figures Cas will come out with it on his own.
"I think it's something you deserve to know. I have no doubt it will upset you and probably affect what I have selfishly come to consider our friendship."
OK, maybe he won't come right out with it. "What? Is this about Sam? About the angels?"
"No." Castiel adjusts his collar. "None of those things. This is... not easy for me to say. I have told you already my social skills are rusty, and I don't know how you'll react. But as I said, I feel you deserve--"
"Cas. Just spit it out." Dean lets the last newspaper clipping flutter to the floor. He comes up to stand in front of Castiel, who's even more visibly flustered close-up. "What's got you acting like this?"
Castiel squints at him. "You," he says. The syllable is flat.
"Me?"
Immediately the squint fades, and Castiel's eyes are lowered, eyelashes fluttering with a thousand quick, nervous blinks. "And myself as well. This sort of emotion shouldn't be affecting me, not now that I've been brought back, but instead it seems to be getting stronger. Of course, I won't ask you to take any action you don't feel comfortable with--"
Dean's patience is starting to run out. "About what?"
"About the fact that I find myself increasingly..." Dean's eyes won't allow him to stop. "...attracted to you." Castiel draws in a labored breath. There. He said it.
But now Dean's face is completely blank. That is just about the worst reaction Castiel can imagine. He goes on.
"I realize that may be difficult to hear, and considering everything it's not particularly relevant, but I have been increasingly unable to keep it to myself. I found myself telling a West African lemur recently, but it only looked confused--"
"Cas."
"--and the man at the bus stop seemed to be uninterested, but the talk radio host was very kind and told me I should let you know. Now I'm beginning to think that was a mistake--"
"Cas."
"--but the fact remains that if there is one thing about being human that I miss, it is the time that we spent together where nothing was expected of me, when I was simply able to be in your presence, and now that I'm fully angelic again it seems a shame that I should have to sacrifice that--"
Dean kisses him. Hard. Fervently. His hands lay on Castiel's neck and inch up into his hair, and he sucks all the breath out of Castiel's lungs before he can waste another iota of it on words.
Their lips smack as they part. "Cas," Dean says, "shut up."
Castiel does.
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AHAHA OF COURSE CAS OF COURSE LEMURS.
But awww, Dean is completely the type for shut-up kisses. <3
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And a lemur, huh? XD
AW, babbling, nervous Castiel is adorable. <3 And hooray for the kiss! This is gonna happen in canon, right? Right? Because if not, canon can fuck right the hell off since this CLEARLY needs to happen at some point before series end, damnit.
Er, so I'm basically saying this is precious & awesome & thank you. :D
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Thanks, I'm glad you liked it! I thought this one came out particularly to your tastes so I was pleased.
Don't ask about the lemur, he sort of wrote himself in. XD
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