Supernatural Oneshots! (Destiel, Sabriel, Michifer, Adamandriel and more!)

#9

Im so sorry for this next one I was messing around and wrote this monstrosity but here is... a Cas x draco??????

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Castiel hated being short. He was 5"11' and always felt like he was shrinking. Cas constantly felt insecure around his 6"4' friend, Sam, and would always wear shoes with a little height to make him look and feel taller.

"Sam!" Cas grunted as he stood as high as he should, his arm against the cold fridge, failing to reach the cabinet above it. "A little help?"

Sam walked past the door to the Kitchen, leaning back as he heard the call. "Yeah, what's up?"

"Can you grab the keys to my Lincoln, Dean hid them from me, knowing very well I do not have the appropriate height to get them down." Cas hung his head in embarrassment. He was an angel of the friggin lord for heavens sake and he was being teased by a puny human making fun of his height.

Sam let out a laugh and shook his head, his long brown hair bouncing with it. The tall brother effortlessly grabbed the keys and handed them to the short angel, not without playing a game of keep away first, holding it just outside of Cas's reach.

"Sam, give me my keys." Cas jumped, but Sam just moved them up higher.

"Aww look at the little angel jump." A voice from the doorway came. Dean had a giant smile covering most of his face. "Where you off to anyway?" With this momentary distraction, Cas snatched the keys from Sam and headed to the door.

"Nowhere." Castiel hurried out of the room without wanting to answer any more questions. Dean put a hand on Cas's chest to stop him.

"Oh cmon Cas, where are you going?"

"I already told you. Nowhere."

"Cas you can't be going nowhere. Either you tell us, or you don't leave." Sam gave Cas a piercing look, mentally searching him for clues.

"Let me go, Dean. I am going to be late." Cas tried to move but Dean had a firm grasp on him at this point.

"Late for what?" Sam walked forward, intrigued.

"Nothing" Cas tried again.

"Cas."

"I am going to dinner with someone."

"You have a date!" Dean said in astonishment. "He has a date" He pointed at Cas, repeating the phrase to Sam. "Whats the lucky lady's name?"

"I'm going to leave now" The 'lady' Dean mentioned wasn't a lady at all. It was a man. A charming pale and blonde man with reasonable height. He was tall, sure, but good looking, and Cas didn't mind a cute guy who could reach the top shelf. Neither Dean nor Sam knew Cas was Gay, and this was not how he wanted to come out. But he couldn't lie. Not when they had gone through so much together.

"Draco. His name is Draco." A look of confusion crossed Deans face, his lips trying to make a word that didn't come out.

"His? Cas sorry if I had known I wouldn't have pried." Sam apologized.

"But you didn't. And now you do. It's ok" Cas cut off Sam apologizing again. "I am going to go now, I am going to be late."

"Go get em' tiger" Dean tried, as he did with a date Cas had before, when he had lost his grace. He stared at Cas as he walked away, still in astonishment.

Cas pulled out of the bunker parking lot and into the evening air, windows down only slightly in an attempt not to mess up the hair he had worked on for a while.