— dean. —
it's become a routine.
dean has spent almost four days with cas.
they have one more alone day together after today.
castiel would wake dean up, they would make breakfast. the two would watch a show together, or have sex. depended on the mood, but the amount of condoms he's been using is excessive.
dean started having cas wear a condom after hooking up a few times, he finds that doing it without one makes his stomach hurt later. they'd do some research, take a drive in baby, dean's beloved impala, and maybe have more sex. castiel has taken the role of cooking dean dinner for the past few days, dean found out that he enjoys cooking. they'd watch a show together, or maybe a movie if they felt like it, and then go to bed. castiel would hold him while he slept all night.
today, they picked dean's room to sleep in. dean prefers being around all his belongings, even if castiel's room is only two doors down. castiel doesn't mind, as long as the outcome is the same. as long as he gets to lay with dean until morning. castiel usually waits until around ten, or eleven in the morning to wake him, he wakes him the same way he does every morning. rolling over to him, pulling the small human in his arms, and kissing him sheepishly.
dean always wakes up the same, he blinks a few times before yawning and curling himself closer to castiel's chest. they'd hold each other until dean would finally decide to get up. castiel rolled over to the bedside table where lay dean's chipped alarm clock, it was almost eleven thirty. that seemed like the perfect time.
he pulls dean into his arms, as if on schedule. he spreads pepper kisses from his hairline to his neck, burying his face into the small human's shoulder. "dean," he breathes, smiling against his hair as he feels a shuffle, and surely enough, those big green eyes are blinking up at him. "too early." dean sighs against his chest, opening his eyes.
"it's eleven thirty. i let you sleep in some more." castiel says, and dean lets out a loud noise of annoyance. "sleep in? barely, no reason to be up right now." dean groans, before turning his body to castiel; dean is always such a sight to see in the morning, "there is a reason to be up. i miss you." castiel smiles, the way his beautiful green eyes flutter, the way his lips are shaped, almost like cupid shaped them himself, they're always so soft, they always have a taste of vanilla.
the moment their eyes locked, dean sat up. "okay, maybe there is a reason i'm up." he leaned into castiel, pressing his lips against the angel's, castiel made a small noise in surprise, but he quickly leaned into the kiss. dean's lips. always so soft. "how can you look so good in the morning," dean whispered sleepily, as he closed the gap between them, pulling him by his shoulders and castiel instinctively picked dean up, sliding him onto his lap as they kissed, the angel breathed him in, before kissing every single inch of him.
dean was like coming up for fresh air, like getting paid and then realizing you got a raise, like the pretty rainbow that shines after a rainy day. castiel was always the praying type, but he could've never imagined that he would get everything he ever wanted. dean was so beautiful, and castiel wanted to take him apart, and kiss every single inch of him, kiss every single freckle, every single birthmark, and every single scar. he wanted to hold him, tell him he was so pretty that not even the stars could compare to how bright his beauty was, wanted to tell him that he would always love him, but he knows he can't.
even with dean right here, arms wrapped around his neck, his thighs pressing against his hips as he kisses him like he's never kissed him before. he knows he can't have it all, even with dean moaning in his mouth, and rolling his hips to get any kind of sensation, he knows dean isn't his. he knows what dean wants out of this, and it's not simple, but it's just sex. castiel isn't that rusty with social concepts.
