A/N Um. The only defence I have is it is currently 5:10 am and I just typed and then typed a bit more. _______
“DEEEAN,” Sam yells from the foot of Bobby's staircase, “You had better not be doing what I think you are doing. And you had better not be doing it on my laptop!” Sam pulls a face and shudders at the memories of suspiciously sticky keys and a browser history that would have made a lumberjack blush
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Dear Cas Do you remember the other day when we were in the diner and I said there were two things I loved more than Pie? Well we all know that Sammy is one of them and I was going to tell you what the other one was only Sammy slipped and fell over in that puddle of coke on his way back from the bathroom and the waitress fell on top of him and tried to slip him the tongue and I couldn't stop laughing? Well the other thing I wanted to tell you that I love more than pie is you. I'm pretty sure.
Dean xxx ps I don't think you are a 'thing' by the way.
Dean clicked on the 'save' button for the umpteenth time. It wasn't how he really wanted to say it but it was better than his previous abortive efforts.
“I am now,” he grins sheepishly as he practically drags Castiel into the room and closes the door. “Look Cas, there's something I want to tell you...um.. sit down.”
Cas does as he is bidden and takes a seat on the bed.
“Ah Cas.”
“Yes Dean?”
Dean begins to pace what floor space there is with the double bed taking up most of the room. Oh god the double bed... with an angel sitting on it.
“Look, you know how lately I've been a bit...”
“Short tempered? Awkward? Romantic?” Cas supplies with what for him passes as a grin pressed to his lips.
“Yeah that. No wait.” Dean pauses in his travels across the carpet briefly. “What do you mean short tempered?....Anyway I..”
“Dean sit down.”
“You see Cas the thing is. I, well I really...” He runs a hand through his hair and realises it's shaking.
“Dean. Sit down.”
”..like you as a friend and all and well you're practically family...sort of...no, maybe not,” he shrugs nervously. “I mean, you've had my back almost as much as Sammy has and I trust you with my life, hell you brought me back to
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“Hello Dean? Can you hear me?” Not for the first time in the last few months, Castiel wonders if he is witnessing a mental breakdown.
Oh my god... I'm kind of laughing like a crazy person right now.
My heart, it is rejoicing. This turns my crappy evening right around, seriously. I was ready to carve obscenities into the walls earlier, but now I kind of want to cuddle Dean & Cas like they're fuzzy bunnies. :)
Noooooo, no dying of embarrassment, this is exactly what the meme is for, cute schmoopy fluff! Seriously, I love these kinds of stories so much, and yours was adorable. Those messages... and he hit the print button!
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“DEEEAN,” Sam yells from the foot of Bobby's staircase, “You had better not be doing what I think you are doing. And you had better not be doing it on my laptop!” Sam pulls a face and shudders at the memories of suspiciously sticky keys and a browser history that would have made a lumberjack blush ( ... )
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Do you remember the other day when we were in the diner and I said there were two things I loved more than Pie? Well we all know that Sammy is one of them and I was going to tell you what the other one was only Sammy slipped and fell over in that puddle of coke on his way back from the bathroom and the waitress fell on top of him and tried to slip him the tongue and I couldn't stop laughing? Well the other thing I wanted to tell you that I love more than pie is you. I'm pretty sure.
Dean
xxx
ps I don't think you are a 'thing' by the way.
Dean clicked on the 'save' button for the umpteenth time. It wasn't how he really wanted to say it but it was better than his previous abortive efforts.
Dear Cas ( ... )
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Cas does as he is bidden and takes a seat on the bed.
“Ah Cas.”
“Yes Dean?”
Dean begins to pace what floor space there is with the double bed taking up most of the room. Oh god the double bed... with an angel sitting on it.
“Look, you know how lately I've been a bit...”
“Short tempered? Awkward? Romantic?” Cas supplies with what for him passes as a grin pressed to his lips.
“Yeah that. No wait.” Dean pauses in his travels across the carpet briefly. “What do you mean short tempered?....Anyway I..”
“Dean sit down.”
“You see Cas the thing is. I, well I really...” He runs a hand through his hair and realises it's shaking.
“Dean. Sit down.”
”..like you as a friend and all and well you're practically family...sort of...no, maybe not,” he shrugs nervously. “I mean, you've had my back almost as much as Sammy has and I trust you with my life, hell you brought me back to ( ... )
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Oh my god... I'm kind of laughing like a crazy person right now.
My heart, it is rejoicing. This turns my crappy evening right around, seriously. I was ready to carve obscenities into the walls earlier, but now I kind of want to cuddle Dean & Cas like they're fuzzy bunnies. :)
Thank you so so so much, I love it!
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*dies of laughter all over again*
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I must admit that Castiel has caused me to play "Closer" by NIN on more than one occasion!!!
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Lmao! Poor Dean, Cas will have to comfort him now.
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