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Title: Won't Let You Be Alone
Prompt: 023 - New Year
Character/Pairing: Dean Winchester/Castiel.
Word Count: 350
Rating: PG13
Warnings: Boykisses, fluff.
Summary: He was told he should see fireworks once in a lifetime.
Note: Set in season 5, but mainly inspired by an RP thread.
The night was silent and calm, something Castiel liked about the late hours. He liked the peace that encircled the portion of the world in the evening hours. The only thing he could hear were the bugs and other animals that chirped, creaked, and cawed on rare off beats.
Castiel sat on the motel’s roof, having ‘poofed’ up there earlier because Dean said he might get a better view of the town’s fireworks that were to go off at midnight. So he was waiting, quietly meditating for the past hour. He knew it was almost midnight and glanced up at the black sky, only a few stars twinkled softly as he heaved a sigh. If anyone was around him, they might think it sounded disappointed.
And he wasn’t really. But when Dean told him of the event, he had hoped his friend was going to join him. Dean said it was “too cold for him to sit on a roof waiting for something he’d already seen”. Castiel at least understood the sentiment that Dean wanted him to see the sight.
Just then, he could hear someone walking on the roof behind him. The angel turned to see Dean. He tilted his head and asked, “What are you doing up here?”
“Couldn’t let ya sit up here alone, could I?” Dean flashed a smile at him before sitting down next to him. He glanced at his wrist watch and said, “Should be starting any…”
Almost as if on cue, the fireworks started. Both of them glanced up, the sky having their full attention. This attention and silence went on for a few moments.
“Hey Cas?”
Castiel’s brow went up in minor confusion and he turned, looking at Dean curiously. “Yes?”
“Do me a favor and don’t freak out, okay?” He gave a small chuckle with his pointed look. Cas nodded curiously. When Dean leaned towards him and pressed his lips to his. The angel stilled until Dean pulled back with a smile. “Happy New Year.”
A smile tugged its way onto Castiel’s face, only feeling mildly awkward. “Happy New Year, Dean.”
Prompt: 023 - New Year
Character/Pairing: Dean Winchester/Castiel.
Word Count: 350
Rating: PG13
Warnings: Boykisses, fluff.
Summary: He was told he should see fireworks once in a lifetime.
Note: Set in season 5, but mainly inspired by an RP thread.
The night was silent and calm, something Castiel liked about the late hours. He liked the peace that encircled the portion of the world in the evening hours. The only thing he could hear were the bugs and other animals that chirped, creaked, and cawed on rare off beats.
Castiel sat on the motel’s roof, having ‘poofed’ up there earlier because Dean said he might get a better view of the town’s fireworks that were to go off at midnight. So he was waiting, quietly meditating for the past hour. He knew it was almost midnight and glanced up at the black sky, only a few stars twinkled softly as he heaved a sigh. If anyone was around him, they might think it sounded disappointed.
And he wasn’t really. But when Dean told him of the event, he had hoped his friend was going to join him. Dean said it was “too cold for him to sit on a roof waiting for something he’d already seen”. Castiel at least understood the sentiment that Dean wanted him to see the sight.
Just then, he could hear someone walking on the roof behind him. The angel turned to see Dean. He tilted his head and asked, “What are you doing up here?”
“Couldn’t let ya sit up here alone, could I?” Dean flashed a smile at him before sitting down next to him. He glanced at his wrist watch and said, “Should be starting any…”
Almost as if on cue, the fireworks started. Both of them glanced up, the sky having their full attention. This attention and silence went on for a few moments.
“Hey Cas?”
Castiel’s brow went up in minor confusion and he turned, looking at Dean curiously. “Yes?”
“Do me a favor and don’t freak out, okay?” He gave a small chuckle with his pointed look. Cas nodded curiously. When Dean leaned towards him and pressed his lips to his. The angel stilled until Dean pulled back with a smile. “Happy New Year.”
A smile tugged its way onto Castiel’s face, only feeling mildly awkward. “Happy New Year, Dean.”