Supernatural Oneshots

2. Why Does It Hurt?

SMUT WARNING

Cas pov:

"Morning Cas!" Dean said, walking into the kitchen. Hearing his voice made me flinch, reminding me of my dream last night. I thought a cup of coffee would make me feel normal again. I rarely have dreams, and of course this rare chance had to entail these weird actions. In my dream, Dean walked into my room late at night and kissed me.. things only got weirder from there.

I feel confused and worried and... embarrassed, I don't want this feeling to stay.

Dean pov:

'Cas didn't respond like usual, he always says it back. Whatever' I thought as I grabbed a cup of coffee. I turned to see Cas looking disheveled and traumatized with bags and dark circles under his eyes. "Woah, Cas, are you alright? You look like shit, man." I said before taking a sip of coffee. Even looking like he had something seriously wrong with him, I couldnt help but stare, he somehow looked even hotter like this. He looked at me like I shot his dog. "I'm fine, Dean, just tired. I didn't sleep well last night." His voice even deeper and more gavely than usual, I felt my face heat up and my heart beat a little faster. He shook his head before looking back down at the table, he wasn't even wearing his trench coat, something really bad must have happened.

"OK, seriously, what's going on Cas?" I sat down next to him, putting my hand on his arm.

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Cas' eyes widened, remembering how Deans touch felt against his skin. He quickly jerked his arm away while standing up, tipping the chair over and falling backwards. "What the hell?" Dean said in a confused tone as he stood up to help castiel, before he could, Cas stood up and took off running to his room.

Dean immediately ran after him, wondering what could've happened last night. Cas' door slammed shut and locked, Dean slammed his hands on the door trying to get in, "Please go away Dean, please.." Cas was crying.

"Open the door Cas, what's wrong, what did I do..?" Dean started off yelling but quieted down as he continued, "Please just talk to me, did I make you uncomfortable? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, come on, tell me what's wrong." Shuffling was heard on the other side of the door, as well as castiel's quiet cries. Behind the door, Cas was sitting on the floor, confused about the weird feeling in his chest and the tent in his pants.

Cas pov:

'I dont understand what is happening to me, why does it feel like this, my pants feel tighter and it hurts. Why does it hurt?' I had so many questions. I was so focused on the feeling in my lap that I hadn't noticed Dean was picking the doors lock, let alone that he made it in and was just standing there looking at me. "Cas..? Why are you crying?" Dean said, snapping me out of my thoughts. 'Oh no.. I can't let him see, what if he gets mad?'

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Cas quickly turned his body to face away from the door, "dont look at me, go away!" Cas cried out. Dean walked towards him and grabbed his shoulder, turning Cas' torso towards him. This movement caused his pants to get tighter and rub against his dick, causing a quick moan to escape his mouth. To which he quickly covered his mouth with his hands, looking up into Deans eyes with his own eyes full of lust and tears. Dean was slightly taken aback, and slowly looked down to castiel's lap, seeing his erection pressed against his pants. Dean couldn't help but smile, "Cas, you're crying cause you have a boner?" He whispered into castiels ear, gaining a soft whimper from Cas. "Dean.. why does it hurt? I don't like this." Cas said quietly, wiping the tears from his face. "Your pants are too tight, Cas." Dean said before standing up and walking towards the door.

"Wait, Dean, where are you going?" Dean closed the door and locked it. He turned around and walked back to the angel who was still on the floor, "I'm not going anywhere. Where did this come from anyways?" Dean said, gesturing towards Cas' pants. "It.. I had a dream last night, about you.. and when you touched my arm I remembered it and got scared because I could feel it, so I ran." Cas responded, shyly.