An Apple Pie Life (Destiel - Dean x Castiel)

Broken

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Cas wakes up the next morning, curled up on the ground in an unfamiliar kitchen. A dog, a small black and white corgi, is nuzzling into his ear, yipping and licking his face. He pushes it away, sitting up and rubbing at his eyes. It's early, only 5:30, but warm sunlight is already beginning to filter in through the windows. He groans, shaking his head.

Where am I...?

He has a horrible cramp in his neck, and his eyes are practically cemented shut. He sits there for a few moments, propped up against an oven, trying to make sense of his surroundings.

Then it hits him.

Like a wave crashing into him head on, Cas suddenly remembers the details of the night before.

So it wasn't a dream...

Cas had woken up last night to find himself lying bedside his longtime crush and best friend, Dean Winchester. In some strange and twisted universe, he was no longer a hunter of the paranormal. He was a totally normal man, and Castiel happened to be his husband.

Cas had spent the night exploring his new surroundings, a small yet spacious home that he owned with Dean. Apparently, they made a decent amount of money, because the house was equipped with a patio, a backyard pool, and even a small elevator.

Even though this was wonderful, everything Cas could have ever wanted, he knew it wasn't real. Black magic had to be responsible, and he knew he had to escape.

The emotional conflict had proven to be too much for the former angel, who was still new to the concept of feeling. He had cried for hours, and must have fallen asleep on the floor.

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"Dean? Dean, come on... it's time to get up,"

Castiel gives his "husband's" shoulder a gentle shake.

After pondering for a while, Cas had decided that the best course of action for now was to play along. Pretend that this was his life until he could figure out how to reverse the spell that had caused this.

Now he stands above his partner, one hand on his arm. His heart is racing a mile a minute.

"Dean..."

Dean ignores his persistent attempts to rouse him, muttering unintelligibly into his pillow and rolling onto his back.

He stretches, and Cas can feel his cheeks redden as he stares at his best friend's exposed chest. It's like a piece of artwork; his smooth toned muscles completely covered in tattoos. Most are militaristic, an American flag, an eagle with a shotgun, a battered helmet hung on a scarlet cross...

One stands out from the rest. A set of black angel's wings painted across his collarbones, the name Castiel etched between them.

Cas can feel his eyes getting hot, a signal that tears are soon to follow. He traces a finger along the lines of ink, struggling to keep his emotions under control.

Dean visibly shivers at the contact. One sleep filled eye flutters open.

He laughs softly.

"Mornin' Cassie..." he whispers, mouth curling into a smile.

Cas wipes the moisture from his eyes.

"G-good morning, Dean."

"You sleep okay?" Dean struggles to sit up, leaning on Castiel's arm for support.

"No more nightmares?"

"No... I slept perfectly."

Dean's smile widens.

"That's good."

In a moment of sudden impulsivity, Cas bends down, pressing a kiss into Dean's sandy blonde hair. His pulse is roaring in his ears.

"I uh... made breakfast. Do you want me to bring it up?"

"Nah. It's a beautiful day. Let's eat outside."

Cas begins to turn away, but is stopped by a tug on his sleeve. Dean is still looking up at him, face contorted into a look of pain.

"Uh... Cas? I'm not feeling too great this morning. I don't think I can make it down the stairs. Can you grab my chair..?"

Chair...?

"It's next to the bathroom."

Cas scans the room, his eyes coming to rest on a small wheelchair.

Oh god...

His legs tremble as he walks over to it, rolling it up beside the bed.

Bile rises in his throat as Dean hoists himself into the chair, his face flushed bright red and his arms trembling. He's out of breath when he finally collapses into it.

"Thanks, babe..."

He loops his fingers in Cas' trembling hand, kissing his knuckles. The other hand gently rubs at his pale stump of a right leg.

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Sorry about all the sad chapters... this is just one of those stories. Hopefully, you enjoyed it nonetheless, and will continue to read!

Thanks again,

Belle.

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Ps. GAY MARRIAGE IS NOW LEGAL IN ALL 50 STATES!! #lovewillalwayswin

This is a great day for everyone. This is a step in the right direction, a step towards total equality for the LGBT community.

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#pride 6.26.15

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