Supernatural Fanfictions

Rainy Day: A Destiel Fic

"Hey." I groaned, flopping onto the couch beside Dean. I threw my binder onto the floor, glancing up at the librarian who was giving me a dirty look. I dropped my voice to a whisper. "What's up?"

"I thought you wanted to study. This is not the time for small talk Cas, I have a D in math and my final is tomorrow and if I don't get at least a high B I'm going to fail, and if I fail I can't graduate with you and then we can't go on that road trip we agreed we'd go on after graduation."

"Dean. Calm down." I said, putting my hand on his leg. "It's going to be fine."

He looked down at me. Even though I was sitting on my feet he was still a few inches taller than me. But he was nothing compared to his little brother, who blossomed from a little shrimp of a child into a 6'3 grown man over the summer.

"Cas. Cas. Come back to planet Earth. Now is not the time for you to be dancing on cloud nine with the angels."

"Fine. What do you want to study first."

"The ass of that chick, whoa."

"Dean!"

"Sorry." He said, looking down.

We "studied" for hours. Most of it was talking, a big chunk of silence, and me pulling books off the shelves. We laid on the floor, a mess of disheveled hair. Books everywhere. I hadn't seen my binder in an hour or so. We'd pushed the couch and table out of the way, balling up out jackets and laying down on the floor.

I loved days like these.

"Whoa! Cas! It's raining!" Dean said, crawling over to the window. This was the first time it'd rained in 2 months. "Wanna go outside?"

"Sure."

We took off our shoes, leaving them behind with the mess we'd made in the library. But we wanted to jump in the puddles of the warm summer rain.

Dean grabbed my hand, pulling me past the people on the street to the back parking lot of the library. Nobody used this parking lot so we spent a lot of time here. It was private. We had a deck of cards, two chairs, a folding table, and a cooler with chips, candy, and a few stolen beers hidden in the parking lot and the tree-line of the woods that surrounded our small town.

Dean jumped onto the big metal dumpster. He leaned down. I grabbed ahold of his hand, pulling myself up with him. The rain was hitting the metal and bouncing off. I looked up at him. He still had ahold of my hand.

We sat down.

"Hey Cas."

"Yeah Dean?"

"I. I couldn't think of anywhere better to be right now."

"I love you too Dean."

"I love you Cas."