My Angel {Destiel}

Food <3

Around 9:00 PM, the boys finally get home, the next day.

"Anyone hungry?" Dean asked as Sam and Cass walk into the kitchen after showering. "I could go for a burger," Sam said. "Good," Dean said, reaching for meat out the fridge. Cass shakes his head. "I don't eat but, Make me one too?" Dean stops. "Of course, Cass. Whether you eat or not, I always make you one." Cass and Dean give each other smiles. While Sam just screams in his head. "CANON! CANON! CASS AND DEAN ARE CANON! DEESTIEL! WHOOOO!" 

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After dinner, around 10:30, Sam says his good nights to his brother and his angel best friend. "I'm out." "Night, Sammy," Dean said, taking a sip of beer. Cass waves, and Sam is gone. "I think I'm out too, Cass," Dean said. "Oh," Cass said, looking away. Dean sighs, and gets up. "Please," Cass starts up again. "Please, don't be mad at me.." Dean looks at his best friend. "Cass, I'm not mad. I just- I just wish you would of told me this a long time ago. I could of had you closer than this. I hated myself when you were gone. I should of said something and I didn't. So no, I'm won't and I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at myself." Dean walked over and put his beer bottle in the recycling bin. "Goodnight." Dean walks out, leaving Castiel by himself. "Goodnight," Cas whispered.

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Sam and Dean both walk into the kitchen the next morning, only to see Cass making breakfast. "Good Morning, guys! I made eggs, pancakes, bacon, and of course, veggie bacon," Cass said. "Grab a plate! Eat up!" Sam and Dean exchanged looks, but they were both the same. Confused. "Cass?" Sam asked. "Are you okay?" "Yeah," Dean said. "You haven't done this before." All Cass did was smile. "I'm fine. I felt like doing something nice for you guys. Plus, I wouldn't have gotten out of The Empty if it were for you both." Cass turned back around to flip a pancake. Dean looked at Sam again, and Sam just shrugged. "I guess grab a plate." 

Later that day, Sam wanted to go somewhere. He didn't know where, but he didn't want to be in the bunker all day. In a couple days, he had a trip with Eileen anyway. They only have one car at the moment. Well, one working. They had all these cars from The Men Of Letters, but none of them worked. They haven't been touched in years, and no one knew how to ride a motorcycle.

Sam knocked on Dean's door, but no answer. So he went to Cass's room. He knocked, but no answer. Sam headed to the Dean Cave. He knew Dean would be there because he wasn't in his room, and the car was still there. When Sam reached the Dean Cave, he saw his brother and the angel sitting in the recliners. "Hey," He started. Both boys turned and looked at him. "You guys wanna go for ride?" Dean turned off the TV and ran passed Sam. "So is that a yes?" 

Around ten minutes later, Sam, Dean, and Cass are headed to the car. Sam noticed that Dean Cass were getting close, so he wanted to be in the back again. So, he had something in mind. "I call back seat!" Dean stopped, and Sam ran passed him. "Why," Dean asked. "I just wanna have a lot of room for my legs," Sam came up with an excuse right on time. "Yeah, but you never complain about leg room when you sit in the front," Dean said, catching onto his brother's plan. "Well, I am now," Sam said, smirking. "Plus, I think Cass won't mind sitting in the front, right?" Cass looked at Sam. "Why did you bring me into this!?! I don't know! I just sit wherever I'm allowed too!" Dean looked at Cass, giving him a 'wtf was that' kinda look. "Calm down, just get in." Sam smiled, and headed for the backseat of the Impala. "Yesssss"

After driving for about a half hour, Dean finally asks everyone what they want when they arrive at Dairy Queen. "I'll get a veggie burger," Sam said with ease. "Um.." Cass didn't know what to get. He doesn't eat, so he didn't ever decide. "I'll just get what you get, Dean." Dean nodded, and turned quickly to hide his blush. After they get their food, they head back home. They weren't going anywhere else so, they just waited til they got home to eat. On the way back, Sam noticed Dean was driving with one hand. "Perfect." He pulled out his phone and started texting Cass. 

Sam: Hey, Cass

Castiel: What

Sam: Deans driving with one hand

Castiel: Uh okay??

Sam: I dare you to grab it

Castiel: WHAT

Sam: ;)

Castiel: Im not doing that

Sam: PLEASE

Castiel: ??

Sam: IM TIRED OF THE CONSTANT EYE FUCKING

Castiel: constant eye fu-

Sam: PLEASE

Sam: IM DESPRATE

Castiel: Im done answering you

Sam: JUST HOLD HIS HAND

Dean looked at Cass, who was still on his phone. "Who you textin?" Cass looked at Dean. "Uh, Its not important." He went back to typing. All of a sudden, the phone wasn't in his hand anymore. It was in Dean's. "Just lemme see," Dean said. "NO," Cass screeched. "GIVE IT BaCk!" Dean laughed and looked down at the phone. He stopped laughing when he saw Sam texting Cass about holding his hand. Dean cleared his throat. "H- Here," he said, handing the phone back. "Uh oh," Sam said. He knew him and Dean were gonna have a very weird conversation when they got back. And all Sam could think about was how much he wished Cass would of just held his brother's hand.

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