A dream come true (Endverse Castiel X Male reader)

Chapter 2

I jumped out of bed, hearing a weird noise. "What the hell is that?" I groaned, obviously tired. I looked out the window and nobody's there. It's just dark with the stars and a small campfire outside. No cars, just a forest. So what the hell was that noise? I'm trying to sleep and someone's out here making weird noises. The audacity, I swear.

I walk out of my camper, which is now the only one there. I started to panic a little but then I heard the noise again. My eyes darted to the direction of the sound. "Cas?"

Castiel was throwing wood into the fire. The fire against his skin was radiant. A button on his shirt was undone, making me slightly blush. Was he making those strange noises? The nerve.

"Finally, you woke up. Come over here and sit down." He smirked, patting the space next to him. I walked over to the fire and sat on the sleeping bags that were rolled out. There were only two but I didn't think much of it. Cas sits next to me, laying a palm gently on my cheek. "Slept well?"

I wanted to pull away but something inside of me held me there. I don't know why but it felt so nice, almost mesmerizing. When was the last time someone touched me like this? I just melted into his hand, staring into his dreamy eyes. I wasn't thinking correctly. "Cas, can I tell you something?"

"Yeah, anything y/n." Cas' face had a soft expression, like he was ready for anything I needed to tell him. It made me feel warm and safe enough to open up.

"You are the most beautiful man I have ever met. I don't care if this makes me gay. I'm gonna do it anyway." My eyes flickered to his lips.

"What do you me-" Cas cut off as I cupped his face, kissing him without fear, just pure warmth.

Cas loosened completely and started taking over. He licked my lips for access and I let him in. His tongue explored my mouth as I fought to keep my moans in. I leaned over backward, falling on the sleeping bag behind me. I clutched his back, it was as if I had been waiting for this moment all my life.

Cas started kissing down my neck, hitting my sweet spot. My back arched, a slight moan came out. "You like that, huh?"

Aching for more, I breathed out. "Cas, you make me feel so good." I shivered as Cas slowly pulled off my shirt as I unbuttoned his. My heart was racing.

"Y/n, do you want this? Y/n?" He paused, staring into my eyes.

"Yes, I need this Cas." I whined a bit, trying to get him to move.

Cas kept repeating himself, not moving any further. "Y/n? Y/n?"

"YES, CAS." I jumped up in my bed, covered in sweat. Cas was knocking at the door and calling my name. I checked my watch, groaning. It was 6 am in the fucking morning. Of course, I was dreaming. He knocked impatiently once more. This guy, I swear. "I'M COMING, GEEZ."

Of course I was dreaming. I just had to dream about the best damn time I ever had. Fucking A. Slightly mad at myself, I got out of bed and opened the door. Castiel was standing there, a bit pissed off. He must've been knocking for a while. Behind him were the cars and cabins everywhere. I should have known I was dreaming, I'm so dumb.

"Y/n, you and me are gonna head to my cabin and do some weapon cleaning. That sound good?" He sighed, pointing his thumb at his cabin.

"Yeah, okay Cas. I'll be right there." I shut the door and started changing out of my sweat-drenched boxers. I put new clothes on and walked over to Cas's cabin.

Smelled like pot as usual. I always wanted to try but never really had the chance. You know, 'cause of the whole apocalypse thing. The door was unlocked so I let myself inside. Cas was sitting at a table with all the weapons, already working. I always admired his work ethic, although I'm quite lazy myself. He glanced over at me and gave me a warm smile, making my heart almost flutter.

As I went to the table, Cas was already taking them apart. I looked at Cas and realized how much I wished that dream was real. It just felt so vivid, I wish it actually happened. I'm gay, aren't I? Holy fuck, I'm gay. "Oh God