All the Little Pranks Chapter 10
Sheltered Confessions
Notes: I wrote this sort of quickly but I hope you still like it :) Next chapter should be up soon and that's the chapter I'm really excited to write about. ;) That's all I will say.
Castiel woke up to the feeling of dried tears on his cheeks and the warm, tender, and safe feeling of Dean’s strong arms wrapped around him. Memories of everything that happened the night before hit him in waves. It took him a lot not to let the tears behind his eye lids escape. Dean was breathing above him. Cas didn’t dare move. He was surrounded by Dean, his smell, his protective embrace. It was too much. Cas knew, with a pained twinge to his insides, that Dean was just being a good friend. Cas, on the other hand, was madly in love with the fool so him being all Cas could see, hear and smell right when he woke up in the morning was the most overwhelming feeling he had ever felt. Cas was painfully hard, and thanked god, or whatever greater being existed, that Dean’s knees were pressed against his, acting as a barrier. He tried to think of unpleasant thoughts, and the thoughts about his father punching him the night before reminded of his bruises and relieved the tightness in his pants. He shuddered but took refuge in the smell of Dean’s t-shirt. He used the moment to cherish the way Dean’s hands wrapped around him and how Dean’s breath ruffled Cas’s hair.
Cas stayed like that for about twenty minutes before Dean started to move. Cas felt a strange feeling of loss when Dean lifted his head and his nose from Castiel’s hair.
“Cas?” He mumbled, and Cas felt he could get used to Dean’s “just woke up” voice. He was all confused and adorable and a slight hint of morning breath stirred the air but Cas could really care less. It took him a while to respond.
“Yes. Hello, Dean.”
“How are you feeling? Do you need anything?”
“Honestly Dean, you’ve done everything. I’m slightly sore, but it’s nothing I can’t handle. Just-”
“Just what, Cas?”
Dean wasn’t as tender as the night before. He wasn’t as intimate. He didn’t stroke through Cas’s hair or kiss his forehead. He just stayed there, perfectly still, pressed gently against Cas. His lack of hasty contact like the night before was disappointing yet a relief all at the same time.
“Just- I hope we can be friends. You were so nice to me and I want to be nice to you, too.”
“O-of course Cas.”
If Cas didn’t know better, he would have said Dean was disappointed for some reason. Gabriel Came in about five minutes later.
“Rise and Shine lovebirds!” Cas and Dean both moaned at the sound of Gabe entering the room.
“It’s noon! Mrs. Winchester has breakfast ready. Apple Cinnamon toast. Cassie’s favorite. We also are going inner tubing in an hour or so. Sammy and I just got a new one.”
Gabe smirked at seeing the two cuddling before taking a picture and leaving. Dean smiled and looked Cas in the eye and it was all too close and too intense and too hard to resist while just waking up. Cas would have done something really stupid like kissing the older boy if Dean didn’t start talking.
“Cas, If you need anything. Please, just tell me, even if you just want to talk and have some chick flick moments. I’m down. Just please tell me, okay?”
Dean’s eyes were too caring. It was too much of a contrast compared to Castiel’s hateful family. Those green orbs were bearing into him with so much kindness and caring that Cas wanted to melt. If only it wasn’t a platonic type of caring......
“Let’s uh.. Let’s go get breakfast,” Dean finished. Cas realized that Dean was probably a bit uncomfortable with Cas staring back. Dean released Cas and Cas felt a bit... Empty. It killed his hard on. He ran outside the room, feeling slightly woozy on his feet. Dean limped behind him. His feet were sore from running on the pavement and Cas instantly felt guilty. As soon as he got downstairs, Mary was on him.
“Oh baby, I am so glad Dean knew how to patch you up.. Come here sweetie.” Cas was wrapped in a gentile embrace and shook under the power of the motherly love he could never receive.
John was in the corner with a spatula and his son’s shit-eating grin.
“Hey Son, food’s on the table.” Cas warmed at being called “Son”
“Thanks.”
He smiled and stared at his food. He didn’t feel particularly like eating, but there was food in front of him, and he had people who cared for him, so he picked up a fork and began.
He and Dean sat close for the breakfast, elbows lightly brushing. Cas was left handed. Dean usually made fun of it or used it against him. He just used it as reassurance as he gently touched Cas’s bare elbow. Cas shivered under the touch before getting used to it.
This went on for a whole week, and was possibly worse on the Day Cas turned Seventeen. Dean was by his side constantly, completely glued. They Decided on going on a hike for Cas’s birthday, but Cas wanted to do it at night so he could watch the stars. He got his presents at Dinner time. Dean made him burgers as part of a birthday gift.
John and Mary gave Castiel a 50 dollar book card to ibooks for his iPad. Sam gave Cas a really cool deck of Tarot cards. Gabe decided to embarrass him by giving him a picture frame for two pictures containing him and Dean sleeping together, cuddled, and another picture of when they woke up. Dean’s arms were still firmly around Castiel. Cas was surprised when Dean blushed more furiously than Cas did. He probably just felt uncomfortable.
The next gift Cas received was from Dean, and it was beautiful in every way. It wasn’t home made like Castiel’s, but there was so much heart in it. He got a new copy of the Great Gatsby, and an amulet with golden angel wings attached to it. Cas gave Dean a hug and felt as if all the air had been swept from him. Dean smiled at Cas with such a pleased smile that Cas melted a bit.
They ate cake before heading out to hike. Cas didn’t talk much. He didn’t want to. There were these cliffs above the lake that were simply stunning to watch the sunset and the stars appear. John was not feeling great and Mary wanted to stay with him so it was just the boys that headed up and out. Cas listened to music on his way up, singing along to “I Will Wait” by Mumford & Sons, stealing glances at Dean, when he noticed Dean was staring back.
“What?,” Cas asked
“Nothin’ it’s just. You have a beautiful voice.” Dean blushed furiously and grumbled to himself, leaving Cas to smile and grasp the wing necklace. They managed to get to the cliffs by sunset. Sam and Gabe continued having another philosophical debate about higher education. Cas and Dean sat next to each other, sitting in silence for a few moments before Cas decided to take a risk and shift slightly closer to Dean so that their arms and legs were touching softly.
He expected backlash, for Dean to shy away, instead he leaned in closer. Cas shuddered at the touch, it was too much and not nearly enough and his vision was growing cloudy. When his heart rate finally calmed down and all he could hear was the faint friendly discussing of Sam and Gabriel and Dean’s breathing, the stars were out in the sky.
“I always look into the sky and wonder about what we are doing in an alternate reality.”
Dean shifted, looking him up and down. Cas tried not to, but he couldn’t help but give a shy smile.
“Who knows, Cas. Maybe somewhere in a different realm of space in time, we’re saving the world or, heck, professional firefighters.”
“Maybe there’s a place where you and Sam are twins.”
“Maybe there’s a place where we could only see in black and white.”
“Maybe there’s a place where we always got along.”
“Maybe there’s a place where you never hated me.”
“That’s this place, Dean.”
“Really, then why did you act so hostile to me?”
“Why did you?”
“I asked you first.”
“I guess I just was in denial.”
Dean’s voice grew shaky and Cas felt the reverberations of a shiver creep down his spine. Dean was too close, two inches away at best now. Cas let out a shaky breath as Dean whispered in a shaky rasp.
“Cas, why were you in denial?”
Cas contemplated telling dean the truth, telling him how he was in love with Dean. He knew he had to at some point, one way or another, to get this off his chest, he took in a big breath,
“Guys... we’re cold!,” Gabriel interrupted, breaking Dean and Cas apart. Cas was grateful. It brought him back to reality, spared him losing a friend to his own selfish wishes and Desires. Dean probably just pressed against him because he was cold, too. Dean rolled his eyes and thumped Gabe on the back of the head as they started making their way back down.
Dean and Cas ate cake by Dean’s tent, again, just in comfortable silence. Cas had nothing to say at that point that wouldn’t cause severe damage to their friendship. He watched Dean’s shiny eyes look off peacefully and knew that if he were to say anything, it would be along the lines of “I love you.” or “Let’s stay like this forever” or “You’re so beautiful”
Dean’s head snapped away from the lake from the sound of a rumbling in the driveway.
“Does that sound like a car to you?”
“Yeah.”
Cas’s heart felt like it just dive bombed into his stomach, he clenched his fists and tried not to cry. Dean gave an absolutely feral growl. Cas’s parent’s car drove into their lot. Mary and Cristo smith got out of the car before walking to the door of the house and knocking.
Chapter 11 Here
Notes: I wrote this sort of quickly but I hope you still like it :) Next chapter should be up soon and that's the chapter I'm really excited to write about. ;) That's all I will say.
Castiel woke up to the feeling of dried tears on his cheeks and the warm, tender, and safe feeling of Dean’s strong arms wrapped around him. Memories of everything that happened the night before hit him in waves. It took him a lot not to let the tears behind his eye lids escape. Dean was breathing above him. Cas didn’t dare move. He was surrounded by Dean, his smell, his protective embrace. It was too much. Cas knew, with a pained twinge to his insides, that Dean was just being a good friend. Cas, on the other hand, was madly in love with the fool so him being all Cas could see, hear and smell right when he woke up in the morning was the most overwhelming feeling he had ever felt. Cas was painfully hard, and thanked god, or whatever greater being existed, that Dean’s knees were pressed against his, acting as a barrier. He tried to think of unpleasant thoughts, and the thoughts about his father punching him the night before reminded of his bruises and relieved the tightness in his pants. He shuddered but took refuge in the smell of Dean’s t-shirt. He used the moment to cherish the way Dean’s hands wrapped around him and how Dean’s breath ruffled Cas’s hair.
Cas stayed like that for about twenty minutes before Dean started to move. Cas felt a strange feeling of loss when Dean lifted his head and his nose from Castiel’s hair.
“Cas?” He mumbled, and Cas felt he could get used to Dean’s “just woke up” voice. He was all confused and adorable and a slight hint of morning breath stirred the air but Cas could really care less. It took him a while to respond.
“Yes. Hello, Dean.”
“How are you feeling? Do you need anything?”
“Honestly Dean, you’ve done everything. I’m slightly sore, but it’s nothing I can’t handle. Just-”
“Just what, Cas?”
Dean wasn’t as tender as the night before. He wasn’t as intimate. He didn’t stroke through Cas’s hair or kiss his forehead. He just stayed there, perfectly still, pressed gently against Cas. His lack of hasty contact like the night before was disappointing yet a relief all at the same time.
“Just- I hope we can be friends. You were so nice to me and I want to be nice to you, too.”
“O-of course Cas.”
If Cas didn’t know better, he would have said Dean was disappointed for some reason. Gabriel Came in about five minutes later.
“Rise and Shine lovebirds!” Cas and Dean both moaned at the sound of Gabe entering the room.
“It’s noon! Mrs. Winchester has breakfast ready. Apple Cinnamon toast. Cassie’s favorite. We also are going inner tubing in an hour or so. Sammy and I just got a new one.”
Gabe smirked at seeing the two cuddling before taking a picture and leaving. Dean smiled and looked Cas in the eye and it was all too close and too intense and too hard to resist while just waking up. Cas would have done something really stupid like kissing the older boy if Dean didn’t start talking.
“Cas, If you need anything. Please, just tell me, even if you just want to talk and have some chick flick moments. I’m down. Just please tell me, okay?”
Dean’s eyes were too caring. It was too much of a contrast compared to Castiel’s hateful family. Those green orbs were bearing into him with so much kindness and caring that Cas wanted to melt. If only it wasn’t a platonic type of caring......
“Let’s uh.. Let’s go get breakfast,” Dean finished. Cas realized that Dean was probably a bit uncomfortable with Cas staring back. Dean released Cas and Cas felt a bit... Empty. It killed his hard on. He ran outside the room, feeling slightly woozy on his feet. Dean limped behind him. His feet were sore from running on the pavement and Cas instantly felt guilty. As soon as he got downstairs, Mary was on him.
“Oh baby, I am so glad Dean knew how to patch you up.. Come here sweetie.” Cas was wrapped in a gentile embrace and shook under the power of the motherly love he could never receive.
John was in the corner with a spatula and his son’s shit-eating grin.
“Hey Son, food’s on the table.” Cas warmed at being called “Son”
“Thanks.”
He smiled and stared at his food. He didn’t feel particularly like eating, but there was food in front of him, and he had people who cared for him, so he picked up a fork and began.
He and Dean sat close for the breakfast, elbows lightly brushing. Cas was left handed. Dean usually made fun of it or used it against him. He just used it as reassurance as he gently touched Cas’s bare elbow. Cas shivered under the touch before getting used to it.
This went on for a whole week, and was possibly worse on the Day Cas turned Seventeen. Dean was by his side constantly, completely glued. They Decided on going on a hike for Cas’s birthday, but Cas wanted to do it at night so he could watch the stars. He got his presents at Dinner time. Dean made him burgers as part of a birthday gift.
John and Mary gave Castiel a 50 dollar book card to ibooks for his iPad. Sam gave Cas a really cool deck of Tarot cards. Gabe decided to embarrass him by giving him a picture frame for two pictures containing him and Dean sleeping together, cuddled, and another picture of when they woke up. Dean’s arms were still firmly around Castiel. Cas was surprised when Dean blushed more furiously than Cas did. He probably just felt uncomfortable.
The next gift Cas received was from Dean, and it was beautiful in every way. It wasn’t home made like Castiel’s, but there was so much heart in it. He got a new copy of the Great Gatsby, and an amulet with golden angel wings attached to it. Cas gave Dean a hug and felt as if all the air had been swept from him. Dean smiled at Cas with such a pleased smile that Cas melted a bit.
They ate cake before heading out to hike. Cas didn’t talk much. He didn’t want to. There were these cliffs above the lake that were simply stunning to watch the sunset and the stars appear. John was not feeling great and Mary wanted to stay with him so it was just the boys that headed up and out. Cas listened to music on his way up, singing along to “I Will Wait” by Mumford & Sons, stealing glances at Dean, when he noticed Dean was staring back.
“What?,” Cas asked
“Nothin’ it’s just. You have a beautiful voice.” Dean blushed furiously and grumbled to himself, leaving Cas to smile and grasp the wing necklace. They managed to get to the cliffs by sunset. Sam and Gabe continued having another philosophical debate about higher education. Cas and Dean sat next to each other, sitting in silence for a few moments before Cas decided to take a risk and shift slightly closer to Dean so that their arms and legs were touching softly.
He expected backlash, for Dean to shy away, instead he leaned in closer. Cas shuddered at the touch, it was too much and not nearly enough and his vision was growing cloudy. When his heart rate finally calmed down and all he could hear was the faint friendly discussing of Sam and Gabriel and Dean’s breathing, the stars were out in the sky.
“I always look into the sky and wonder about what we are doing in an alternate reality.”
Dean shifted, looking him up and down. Cas tried not to, but he couldn’t help but give a shy smile.
“Who knows, Cas. Maybe somewhere in a different realm of space in time, we’re saving the world or, heck, professional firefighters.”
“Maybe there’s a place where you and Sam are twins.”
“Maybe there’s a place where we could only see in black and white.”
“Maybe there’s a place where we always got along.”
“Maybe there’s a place where you never hated me.”
“That’s this place, Dean.”
“Really, then why did you act so hostile to me?”
“Why did you?”
“I asked you first.”
“I guess I just was in denial.”
Dean’s voice grew shaky and Cas felt the reverberations of a shiver creep down his spine. Dean was too close, two inches away at best now. Cas let out a shaky breath as Dean whispered in a shaky rasp.
“Cas, why were you in denial?”
Cas contemplated telling dean the truth, telling him how he was in love with Dean. He knew he had to at some point, one way or another, to get this off his chest, he took in a big breath,
“Guys... we’re cold!,” Gabriel interrupted, breaking Dean and Cas apart. Cas was grateful. It brought him back to reality, spared him losing a friend to his own selfish wishes and Desires. Dean probably just pressed against him because he was cold, too. Dean rolled his eyes and thumped Gabe on the back of the head as they started making their way back down.
Dean and Cas ate cake by Dean’s tent, again, just in comfortable silence. Cas had nothing to say at that point that wouldn’t cause severe damage to their friendship. He watched Dean’s shiny eyes look off peacefully and knew that if he were to say anything, it would be along the lines of “I love you.” or “Let’s stay like this forever” or “You’re so beautiful”
Dean’s head snapped away from the lake from the sound of a rumbling in the driveway.
“Does that sound like a car to you?”
“Yeah.”
Cas’s heart felt like it just dive bombed into his stomach, he clenched his fists and tried not to cry. Dean gave an absolutely feral growl. Cas’s parent’s car drove into their lot. Mary and Cristo smith got out of the car before walking to the door of the house and knocking.
Chapter 11 Here