Dean Winchester does not have a superhero boyfriend - Dean/Castiel (SPN Ficlet)
Title: Dean Winchester does not have a superhero boyfriend...
Characters: Dean/Castiel, Sam
Warning: None
A continuation of Larger Than Life.
"…healed my baby…"
*click*
"…rescued from the fire…"
*click*
"…and he saved my guinea pig, too!"
“Wow, your angel’s all over TV lately.”
"What? Who? He’s…Not my…" Dean spluttered, remote dropping to the carpet as he whipped around to point an accusing finger at his brother.
"One, dude’s not my anything. Jesus, Sammy, grow up. And two, he’s not an angel. Even with the friggin’..." Dean waved his hands in a feeble wings gesture. "There’s no such thing."
"Yeah, ok." Sam replied before heading toward the kitchen.
"Don’t yeah, ok, me." Dean shouted at his brother’s retreating form.
"Yeah, ok, Dean."
*****
*Thump*
"Shit." Dean most certainly did not yelp as the needle scratched across his favorite Bad Company record.
*Bang*
"What the Hell?"
Throwing open the window he was immediately met with familiar blue eyes and wings so large they blocked what little moonlight made it onto the balcony.
"Hello, Dean."
"Dude, you're late." He grumbled while climbing out onto the narrow terrace.
"My apologies." Castiel offered as Dean fully righted himself and closed the window. "I would have been here sooner but I was stuck...in an interview."
"An interview? Ouch. Yeah, sorry buddy. That kinda stuff comes with the territory." Dean's laugh cut short when the expression on Castiel's face became sour.
"I don't like the "territory". Castiel punctuated his frustration with air quotes that any other time Dean would have called out for their complete dorkiness. "I just want to help people."
"You do. Dude, I saw you on like fifty channel today. You're out there saving folks and friggin' hamsters..."
"It was a guinea pig." Castiel corrected as Dean stepped closer, removing nearly all the space between them.
"Ok. Whatever. Point is, they're interested because of what you're doing. Hell, if it wasn't for you I wouldn't be standing here right now. And even though I'm freezing my ass off on this friggin' balcony, I guess you could say I'm a big fan of your work, myself." Dean said before pulling Castiel into a kiss.
Characters: Dean/Castiel, Sam
Warning: None
A continuation of Larger Than Life.
"…healed my baby…"
*click*
"…rescued from the fire…"
*click*
"…and he saved my guinea pig, too!"
“Wow, your angel’s all over TV lately.”
"What? Who? He’s…Not my…" Dean spluttered, remote dropping to the carpet as he whipped around to point an accusing finger at his brother.
"One, dude’s not my anything. Jesus, Sammy, grow up. And two, he’s not an angel. Even with the friggin’..." Dean waved his hands in a feeble wings gesture. "There’s no such thing."
"Yeah, ok." Sam replied before heading toward the kitchen.
"Don’t yeah, ok, me." Dean shouted at his brother’s retreating form.
"Yeah, ok, Dean."
*****
*Thump*
"Shit." Dean most certainly did not yelp as the needle scratched across his favorite Bad Company record.
*Bang*
"What the Hell?"
Throwing open the window he was immediately met with familiar blue eyes and wings so large they blocked what little moonlight made it onto the balcony.
"Hello, Dean."
"Dude, you're late." He grumbled while climbing out onto the narrow terrace.
"My apologies." Castiel offered as Dean fully righted himself and closed the window. "I would have been here sooner but I was stuck...in an interview."
"An interview? Ouch. Yeah, sorry buddy. That kinda stuff comes with the territory." Dean's laugh cut short when the expression on Castiel's face became sour.
"I don't like the "territory". Castiel punctuated his frustration with air quotes that any other time Dean would have called out for their complete dorkiness. "I just want to help people."
"You do. Dude, I saw you on like fifty channel today. You're out there saving folks and friggin' hamsters..."
"It was a guinea pig." Castiel corrected as Dean stepped closer, removing nearly all the space between them.
"Ok. Whatever. Point is, they're interested because of what you're doing. Hell, if it wasn't for you I wouldn't be standing here right now. And even though I'm freezing my ass off on this friggin' balcony, I guess you could say I'm a big fan of your work, myself." Dean said before pulling Castiel into a kiss.