At Your Mercy | Sam Winchester X Reader

Pt:3

"I can assure you I do not come from hell." the man in the trench coat said, tilting his head your way...

"Cas??" dean said, embracing the man.

"Cas as in Castiel? The angel?!?" you say getting up and dusting off your clothes.

"Yeah." Sam smiled, hugging the man as well. "What are you doing here cas? Is heaven getting worse?" he continued, rubbing his hands together nervously.

"No no..." Cas said fidgeting with a huge bag in his hand.

"Man, it's been too long cas... what did you mean are you late?" dean asked, still close to the angel.

"Am I late for Christmas? Man seems to have moved the date around, how you can change a birthdate I have no clue but-"

"What do you have in the bag?" dean cut him off, excited.

"Um I thought I was late, everyone was shopping like crazy in the stores-" cas said, placing the bag on top of the table. "I don't understand this wrapping paper-" taking out boxes that were covered in crinkled wrapping paper with a stick-on bow on the middle making dean beam with joy.

"Presents??" greeting the gifts with huge puppy eyes as he grabbed the poorly wrapped boxes. "This has to be the best Christmas ever"

"cas you didn't have to do this..." Sam said grabbing one of the boxes. "No, you are not late for Christmas, you're actually over a week early-"

"oh" Dean looked at the gifts full of temptation. "I believe it is tradition to wait for Christmas day to open the presents." cas said. taking away the present from deans' hand and putting it under the tree.

"But-"

"dean" Sam said cutting off his brother with a sideways glance.

"Who might this be?" the angel said heading your way.

"Oh right, this is (y/n) they've been living with us for over half a year now." Sam introduced, rubbing a hand along your back.

"Uhm Hello" you said, putting your hand out; grabbing it, both of you now handshaking...

Cas decided to stay for the time leading up to Christmas, besides the times when heaven would need him. But for the nights he stayed, Dean offered for cas to sleep in his room, cas obliged. But it was different, in the way that you've never seen dean behave this type of different before. He was smiley, especially every time he laid eyes on the angel.

You and Sam were sitting in the kitchen table as Dean and cas were cooking breakfast, dean guiding him every step of the way. He was relaxed, warm with him, grabbing cas's hands; teaching him how to flip the eggs only using the momentum of the pan. He was comfortable, close, but not in the way he is with Sam. Then it clicked.

"No fucking way" You word vomited out-

Quickly turning his head to face you- "what?" Sam said. Following your eyes, the other two men.

"Dean is in love with the angel..." you said lowly, still looking at dean helping cas out; holding a soft smile the entire time.

"hm" Sam said, observing the two further Then looking back at you. "You can't help who you fall in love with... even if that love seems... forbidden..." he hushed, looking down at his hands as he picked at his fingers.

Completely absorbed by the realization of deans love for cas, Sam's words go in one ear and out the other.

"can't believe it" you said your jaw still on the floor about the scene in front of you.