Guilty Pleasures | Destiel AU

Chapter Fourteen

I deleted the original chapter fourteen because I didn't really like it, so here's the new version of it :)

There's probably only going to be 2-3 more chapters left after this one.

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Castiel's POV

Not again.. With heavy breathing I awoke. It was just a dream Castiel. Removing Dean's arm from myself I scurried out of the bed and placed myself crossed legged on the floor, letting out a small sigh of tiredness.

The same dream had been torturing me for weeks. Each time I shut my eyes, all that I saw was myself murdering Dean. It was painful to endure dreaming of killing your boyfriend each night. But what could I do? I knew I couldn't leave Dean again. I had promised him I wouldn't.

Dean began twisting and turning, letting out small sleepy moans. He started to touch the mattress with his hands, I assume it's because he's aware of my absence.

"Baby, come back to bed." he says slowly with one eye half open, obviously barely awake.

I laugh at the sight of him. Standing up I approach him and place a kiss on his lips. I grab my pillow and slip it through his arms. He begins to clutch the pillow tightly and his movement settles down.

I quietly creep over to my wardrobe and pull out my trench coat. I scribble down a note and place it on the nightstand. Grabbing some cash, I exit my unit.

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Dean's POV

I listened to the door click shut and my eyes burst wide open. Shit, Cas isn't here. I began panicking. What if something bad happened? I got out of bed and switched the light on. The brightness hurt my eyes for the first couple of seconds, and then I finally adjusted.

I yawned and stretched my arms. Dammit Cas, where the fuck are you? I began to experience déjà vu from the previous time Cas left the house in the middle of the night. He never came back. A tear rolled down. Quickly, I rubbed my eyes dry and searched the area for any clues. His clothes were still here, well of course, it was his unit.

From the side of my eye I spotted a folded piece of paper sitting on top of the nightstand on Cas's side of the bed. I walked over and picked it up.

Hey, I couldn't sleep so I just went out to buy a burger and maybe a beer.
I'll be back soon.
- Cas

I let out a large gasp of air. Relief ran through my veins. Wow Dean, overreacting much. I flicked the light back off and jumped into the warm bed. Cas would be back soon, there was nothing to worry about.

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Castiel's POV

Choices; either I could walk back home, slide under the covers, embrace the man that I love and live every second in fear of hurting him, or I could collect my fix of eyes to suppress my desires.

I chose the second. Of course, Dean was not required to find out about it. In the end it was all for the sake of his safety.

With my trustworthy gun left back at home miles away, all that I had available was a kitchen knife. It was sharp enough, would do the job and make everything all the more fun.

I pushed open the door to the small 24 hour burger store. Fixing my tie, I walked over to the man with an innocent smile.

"Two bacon cheeseburgers with a side of onion rings please."

The man printed off my receipt, handing it to me with a tired smile. The large bags sitting under his eyes informed his lack of sleep. Anyone working here at this hour was bound to look the same, luckily for him after today he would never need to worry about that again.

The man returned with a large paper bag filled with food.

I knew I was going to feel guilty about this later.

In one rapid movement, I flew my fist directly into his face which caused him to stumble back with a scream of pain. I climbed over the countertop and pushed him to the ground. I was quite lucky that this was a small store and only one person was working at this hour.

I repeatedly punched him until he could no longer fight against it. Pulling my kitchen knife out, I smiled mischievously at the gratification I had missed dearly.

I tugged at the skin below his eye, attempting to create enough room to slice the eyeball out. Unfortunately the foolish man tried to break free from my grasp, causing the knife to create a large bloody scar down his cheek. He continued to scream and plead for me to stop. It was pure music to my ears. I chuckled and began cutting the skin away from his eyes.

Finally I was done. The man had passed out a few minutes before, making the final stab less fun. I sighed and plunged the knife into his heart. Another innocent life claimed by Castiel Novak.

I quickly rinsed my hands to wash off any blood (luckily it didn't stain my clothes, it takes ages for blood to wash out), I stole some money from the cash register, slid the eyeballs into my pocket, careful not to squish them and exited the shop with the cheeseburgers for myself and beloved boyfriend.

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Dean's POV

I laid awake in bed. I couldn't help it. Cas was taking much too long to just be grabbing burgers. I needed to stop worrying. I was behaving like a crazy girlfriend.

5:35, it was almost morning. I pulled the covers closer to my face and curled up into a ball. I would do this each night back when Cas was gone.

I heard the door click open. Finally. Cas silently entered and walked straight to the closet, probably changing clothes. He must have assumed I was asleep. I pushed the covers off a little, and sat up.

"Mrs Winchester, did you bring me breakfast?"

With a small giggle, Cas walked out of the closet and crossed his arms leaning against the wall. The sassy son of a bitch; a sexy one too.

"I don't know my dear husband, are greasy cheeseburgers with onion rings enough to please your humble appetite?"

"Yes, that will have to do." I fake a dramatic disappointed sigh.

Cas jumps onto the bed and climbs between my legs. "You're such a doofus" he says and then rolls us both over. He pushes me down against the bed and begins to straddle me. He leans down and starts kissing my lips, nipping at the bottom one. I kiss him back with as much hunger and run my fingers through his hair.

We finally pull away to catch our breath.

"What's got you so happy this early in the morning?" I ask him, still panting for breath.

He pauses and begins to look nervous. "Oh nothing, I just woke up and realized that I have the sexiest man alive as my boyfriend." Good answer.

"Go on" I said with a smug smirk.

He laughs and grabs a pillow, whacking my face with it.

"Hey we should really start packing. We've gotta fly home soon" he says.

"Yeah, later." I sit up and place my hands around his hips, pulling him closer. "But right now I just wanna eat burgers and watch Dr Sexy with you."

He looks up at me and smiles. I peck his forehead gently and start eating.