Destiel.

Story two. M/M

Chapter 1.
Dean groaned. He didn't want to be here, John had made both him and Sam go, and Sam was excited because his best friend was going to be there, but Dean didn't want to go in the first place.

"Dad. Why do I have to be here? Why can't Sammy just come alone?" Dean asked, this isn't how he wanted to spend his summer vacation.

"Dean you're staying and that's that." John told him sternly.

Sam was already out of the door trying to figure out what cabin he belonged to for the summer.

Dean turned to John. "Dad. Don't do this to me." Dean pleaded.

"Get out of the car and get your stuff." John told him and after a moment Dean did, standing at the camp entrance as John left him there. Dean closed his eyes for a second.

"Hi happy camper!! My name is--"

Dean held his hand up. "Stop. I don't care. Where do I sleep?" Dean picked up his bags, and the counselor stared at him. "Well someone isn't a happy camper."

Dean rolled his eyes and just went where he was directed and plopped on the bottom bunk.

"Hey. That's my bunk. Get up." The voice was deep, and Dean opened his eyes to see a raven haired pierced boy. "Well? You getting up or what?"

Dean rolled his eyes. "Or what." He mumbled, and the boy picked up Dean's bag and threw them on the top buck. Dean sat up. "What the fuck are you doing with my bags?"

"Taking them off my bunk." He said, and Dean got up to get his things, but by the time he did The boy was already laying down in the bunk, and messing with his lip piercing with his teeth, grinning at Dean. "To easy." He winked.

Dean groaned again, and moved up to lay on the top bunk. So far this was not going well.

Chapter 2.

Dean groaned, and turned over in his sleep, and fell off the bed. "Fuck!" He said loudly, and got up.

Castiel was facing the wall, headphones in his ears and music blaring.

A camp consoler came up to Dean, and hushed him. "Don't use that language here. Or so loud." He whispered, and Dean rolled his eyes. "Now go ahead and get back on your bunk."

"I'm not sleeping up there!" Dean told him, shaking his head. "I'd just fall off the bed again."

Castiel turned around to see Deans ass at his eye level, and the consoler right there as well, he looked to Cas and instantly saw his eyes opened. "No. No no no no!" Castiel said quickly, when their eyes locked.

"Then share a bed." The consoler said.

Dean and Castiel both shot a look. "Hell no!" They said at the same time as if it were planned.

"Shh. Other campers are sleeping." The consoler hushed.