Ice of Oblivion 21
Title: Ice of Oblivion Chapter 21/24
Author: zoomzoomzoomzoo
Fandom/Genre: SPN AU Romance, Drama, Action
Pairing (s): Dean/Castiel
Rating: T
Word Count: ~82,000
Warnings: Underage, Mild Sexual Situation, Violence
Summary: AU. In a time of great tragedy in the lands of Mamot, the human race and the angel race are forced to form an unbreakable union that will bind them together for twenty seven lifetimes in order to stop the uprising of the demon race. In bargain they offer Castiel, one of the most powerful angels in the entire world to marry Dean Winchester, the young crown prince of the human world. The typically detached Castiel winds up falling in love with the Prince. The only problem is his brothers don’t expect Dean to live through the war. Will Castiel stay and support the man he loves despite the heartbreak that might accompany his passing or will he fall back in line with his brothers, becoming numb to all human emotions once more?
Chapter 21
As luck would have it, life was not savvy with letting the couple stay happy. Less than a day later, Dean and Castiel were trailing at the back of the group with Impala on their tails. Everyone knew about them by now but no one really commented; though Castiel did notice some of the humans looking back at the two of them with sly smirks on their faces.
After kissing Dean on the cheek, Castiel told him that he wanted to ask the angels something and walked up to do that, now feeling lighter than he ever had in his lifetime. At least until he heard Dean’s cautious voice from behind him.
“Cas, baby -“
“I thought I asked you not to call me baby, it’s demeaning,” Castiel claimed with a small chuckle.
“What are these?”
It was something about the quivers in Dean’s voice and the short lapse in his speech that made Castiel freeze in his steps. “What are you talking about,” Castiel asked.
He thought he knew; or at least he might know and if he was right…
He could hear Dean’s angry stomps coming toward him and he released a long sigh. He allowed Dean to angrily turn him around and he cringed when he saw the mixture of hurt and anger in those green orbs. He glanced quickly at the bundle of small folded papers in Dean’s hands and grimaced. “Dea, that… that…”
“I thought you didn’t get any of my letters,” Dean said accusingly and regretfully.
Castiel knew he was caught but his subconscious still wanted to fight this. He didn’t want to go back to the way things were when they first met; he didn’t want Dean to hate him. But, he made a mistake. He lied to Dean about something trivial… but still something that was very important to him.
“I lied to you.”
Dean flinched slightly and then brutally threw the letters to the ground. He stepped in front of Castiel and looked at him, all of the anger now disappeared leaving only hurt in its wake. “You knew all this time how much I missed you, how much I wanted you there.”
Castiel shook his head. “No, Dean, I never read them.”
“They’re all open.”
Castiel cleared his throat. “I know… I only just read them because I was coming here.”
“Why the hell would you lie? Did you care about me at all?”
That Castiel would easily take offence to; he grabbed Dean’s hands and took them into his own. “Of course I did, I still do.”
Dean snatched his hands out of Castiel’s and smirked. “But, you abandoned me.”
Castiel cleared his throat and nodded. “Yes I did.”
Dean released a soft chuckle and then waved his hands out at Castiel; he turned away and started to walk toward the front of the group, even leaving his precious Impala.
“But, Dean, there’s a perfectly good explanation - ”
“I don’t want to hear it,” Dean interrupted. When Dean got close enough to everyone else, who were all looking at the scene in shock, he pointed at them all. “Keep him away from me!”
They all nodded, though begrudgingly, and Dean took his place at the front of the pack.
Castiel released a heavy sigh; he saw that all of Dean’s friends were torn on whom to talk to but he gave them a reassuring smile and started to walk the Impala. He had not expected such a swift turn in events but he could not allow his life to take a downward spiral. He’d worked for Dean and intended to keep him. He would just have to explain why he did what he did and this time he was going to be honest.
The only problem was: his honest tale was way more pitiful than his lie.
~*~*~*~
He ended up cornering Dean a day later after they set up camp for the day; the human prince slipped away from camp to collect supplies. Castiel didn’t know why but he was convinced it was not that important. But, he has terrible timing. Dean was less than a couple of feet away from the camp when Castiel came up behind him. This had the opposite effect than Castiel expected.
Dean didn’t turn around and start yelling at him or even make much of a fuss. He turned around, looked at Castiel once and then turned back around only looking slightly frustrated.
“What do you want,” Dean asked him while trying to walk forward.
Castiel trailed behind him and spoke loudly. “I just want to make sure you’re not angry with me.”
Dean sighed and continued walking. “Cas, I’m not mad at you.”
“You were mad at me yesterday.”
Dean gave Castiel an annoyed look and started to walk faster.
“I completely understand why you were angry… you had every right to be after what I did…”
Dean whipped around and gave Castiel a stern look. “Look, I was thirteen years old. You weren’t my jilted lover or anything… you didn’t have to come back.”
“But I - I - kind of was.”
Dean rolled his eyes. “Let it go, I don’t care and I’m not mad at you. Just -“ Dean waved his arm at him. “Just go back - I’ll be back in a few, I’m just going to get some water.”
When Dean started to walk away again Castiel ran up and grabbed his upper arm. “But, Dean -“
Dean turned around and smashed his lips against Castiel’s. The angel was shocked but he immediately reacted, kissing Dean back and wrapping his arms around Dean. They stayed that way for a while before Dean pulled away with the small tinge of sadness in his eyes.
“Cas, I really don’t care what happened. You don’t have to explain yourself because it’s in the past… just let it go, please.”
Castiel could have left it at that; Dean said he didn’t care and that was enough. But, he wanted Dean to know why.
Dean started to turn around again, but Castiel placed his hands on Dean’s cheeks and forced him to look at him. “Dean, we’re betrothed.”
Dean’s eyebrows wrinkled and he cocked his head to the side. “What?”
“We’re betrothed, we have been since before we met.”
Dean looked at him blankly and didn’t speak.
Castiel exhaled. “I’ve loved you since the very moment that I met you; you were always so warm and beautiful and loving and so, so strong Dean. I was so excited to marry you, all I wanted to do was watch you grow and become the beautiful person that you are today. And I am so proud of you Dean, so proud.”
“You love me?”
Castiel nodded.
Dean opened his mouth to speak before slamming it closed again. He snatched away from Castiel’s hands and backed away. “Then, why the hell did you leave?”
Castiel frowned, slightly taken aback by Dean’s hostility. He cleared his throat and continued, “It was because of what happened to you. That day when you were attacked and I saw you knocking on death’s door… I began to think about what it would be like when you died, as humans often do. I couldn’t handle it; I wanted to escape and being away from you just made it worse. I just started to love you more and started to hate myself more than ever. I came back because I wanted to apologize and more than anything else, I want to make you my husband…”
There was a long stretch of silence in which Castiel looked pleadingly at Dean and Dean looked at Castiel blankly. But, then Dean’s eyes softened and he started to look normal again - the same old Dean.
“So- uh- what do we do now?”
Castiel shrugged and placed his hand on Dean’s shoulder. “I don’t know about that but I do know - I don’t want to be away from you anymore.”
Dean smiled at him.
Everything was perfect.
Then there was a loud bang.
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Author: zoomzoomzoomzoo
Fandom/Genre: SPN AU Romance, Drama, Action
Pairing (s): Dean/Castiel
Rating: T
Word Count: ~82,000
Warnings: Underage, Mild Sexual Situation, Violence
Summary: AU. In a time of great tragedy in the lands of Mamot, the human race and the angel race are forced to form an unbreakable union that will bind them together for twenty seven lifetimes in order to stop the uprising of the demon race. In bargain they offer Castiel, one of the most powerful angels in the entire world to marry Dean Winchester, the young crown prince of the human world. The typically detached Castiel winds up falling in love with the Prince. The only problem is his brothers don’t expect Dean to live through the war. Will Castiel stay and support the man he loves despite the heartbreak that might accompany his passing or will he fall back in line with his brothers, becoming numb to all human emotions once more?
Chapter 21
As luck would have it, life was not savvy with letting the couple stay happy. Less than a day later, Dean and Castiel were trailing at the back of the group with Impala on their tails. Everyone knew about them by now but no one really commented; though Castiel did notice some of the humans looking back at the two of them with sly smirks on their faces.
After kissing Dean on the cheek, Castiel told him that he wanted to ask the angels something and walked up to do that, now feeling lighter than he ever had in his lifetime. At least until he heard Dean’s cautious voice from behind him.
“Cas, baby -“
“I thought I asked you not to call me baby, it’s demeaning,” Castiel claimed with a small chuckle.
“What are these?”
It was something about the quivers in Dean’s voice and the short lapse in his speech that made Castiel freeze in his steps. “What are you talking about,” Castiel asked.
He thought he knew; or at least he might know and if he was right…
He could hear Dean’s angry stomps coming toward him and he released a long sigh. He allowed Dean to angrily turn him around and he cringed when he saw the mixture of hurt and anger in those green orbs. He glanced quickly at the bundle of small folded papers in Dean’s hands and grimaced. “Dea, that… that…”
“I thought you didn’t get any of my letters,” Dean said accusingly and regretfully.
Castiel knew he was caught but his subconscious still wanted to fight this. He didn’t want to go back to the way things were when they first met; he didn’t want Dean to hate him. But, he made a mistake. He lied to Dean about something trivial… but still something that was very important to him.
“I lied to you.”
Dean flinched slightly and then brutally threw the letters to the ground. He stepped in front of Castiel and looked at him, all of the anger now disappeared leaving only hurt in its wake. “You knew all this time how much I missed you, how much I wanted you there.”
Castiel shook his head. “No, Dean, I never read them.”
“They’re all open.”
Castiel cleared his throat. “I know… I only just read them because I was coming here.”
“Why the hell would you lie? Did you care about me at all?”
That Castiel would easily take offence to; he grabbed Dean’s hands and took them into his own. “Of course I did, I still do.”
Dean snatched his hands out of Castiel’s and smirked. “But, you abandoned me.”
Castiel cleared his throat and nodded. “Yes I did.”
Dean released a soft chuckle and then waved his hands out at Castiel; he turned away and started to walk toward the front of the group, even leaving his precious Impala.
“But, Dean, there’s a perfectly good explanation - ”
“I don’t want to hear it,” Dean interrupted. When Dean got close enough to everyone else, who were all looking at the scene in shock, he pointed at them all. “Keep him away from me!”
They all nodded, though begrudgingly, and Dean took his place at the front of the pack.
Castiel released a heavy sigh; he saw that all of Dean’s friends were torn on whom to talk to but he gave them a reassuring smile and started to walk the Impala. He had not expected such a swift turn in events but he could not allow his life to take a downward spiral. He’d worked for Dean and intended to keep him. He would just have to explain why he did what he did and this time he was going to be honest.
The only problem was: his honest tale was way more pitiful than his lie.
~*~*~*~
He ended up cornering Dean a day later after they set up camp for the day; the human prince slipped away from camp to collect supplies. Castiel didn’t know why but he was convinced it was not that important. But, he has terrible timing. Dean was less than a couple of feet away from the camp when Castiel came up behind him. This had the opposite effect than Castiel expected.
Dean didn’t turn around and start yelling at him or even make much of a fuss. He turned around, looked at Castiel once and then turned back around only looking slightly frustrated.
“What do you want,” Dean asked him while trying to walk forward.
Castiel trailed behind him and spoke loudly. “I just want to make sure you’re not angry with me.”
Dean sighed and continued walking. “Cas, I’m not mad at you.”
“You were mad at me yesterday.”
Dean gave Castiel an annoyed look and started to walk faster.
“I completely understand why you were angry… you had every right to be after what I did…”
Dean whipped around and gave Castiel a stern look. “Look, I was thirteen years old. You weren’t my jilted lover or anything… you didn’t have to come back.”
“But I - I - kind of was.”
Dean rolled his eyes. “Let it go, I don’t care and I’m not mad at you. Just -“ Dean waved his arm at him. “Just go back - I’ll be back in a few, I’m just going to get some water.”
When Dean started to walk away again Castiel ran up and grabbed his upper arm. “But, Dean -“
Dean turned around and smashed his lips against Castiel’s. The angel was shocked but he immediately reacted, kissing Dean back and wrapping his arms around Dean. They stayed that way for a while before Dean pulled away with the small tinge of sadness in his eyes.
“Cas, I really don’t care what happened. You don’t have to explain yourself because it’s in the past… just let it go, please.”
Castiel could have left it at that; Dean said he didn’t care and that was enough. But, he wanted Dean to know why.
Dean started to turn around again, but Castiel placed his hands on Dean’s cheeks and forced him to look at him. “Dean, we’re betrothed.”
Dean’s eyebrows wrinkled and he cocked his head to the side. “What?”
“We’re betrothed, we have been since before we met.”
Dean looked at him blankly and didn’t speak.
Castiel exhaled. “I’ve loved you since the very moment that I met you; you were always so warm and beautiful and loving and so, so strong Dean. I was so excited to marry you, all I wanted to do was watch you grow and become the beautiful person that you are today. And I am so proud of you Dean, so proud.”
“You love me?”
Castiel nodded.
Dean opened his mouth to speak before slamming it closed again. He snatched away from Castiel’s hands and backed away. “Then, why the hell did you leave?”
Castiel frowned, slightly taken aback by Dean’s hostility. He cleared his throat and continued, “It was because of what happened to you. That day when you were attacked and I saw you knocking on death’s door… I began to think about what it would be like when you died, as humans often do. I couldn’t handle it; I wanted to escape and being away from you just made it worse. I just started to love you more and started to hate myself more than ever. I came back because I wanted to apologize and more than anything else, I want to make you my husband…”
There was a long stretch of silence in which Castiel looked pleadingly at Dean and Dean looked at Castiel blankly. But, then Dean’s eyes softened and he started to look normal again - the same old Dean.
“So- uh- what do we do now?”
Castiel shrugged and placed his hand on Dean’s shoulder. “I don’t know about that but I do know - I don’t want to be away from you anymore.”
Dean smiled at him.
Everything was perfect.
Then there was a loud bang.
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