Move on (Destiel)

39. Seaside

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We were back on the bunker after two weeks of driving, I asked the boys if they wanted me to leave and find a place for myself or something, they almost killed me after that question.

"Do you really think that after everything I will leave you alone?" Dean said outraged. "That's not going to happen, no can do hot wings." He said straightening the neck of my shirt and winking at me.

"You are a loser." I uttered sticking my tongue out like a kid, he chuckled as we walked into the bunker.

Sam passed next to us and joked. "We're not the Losechesters." He laughed getting his palm up for Dean to high five, Dean's laugh made my heart melt, his head thrown back, his mouth fully opened, the beautiful sound leaving his mouth, how the wrinkles make his closed eyes the cutest of all because even with all the expression lines he looked young and beautiful, when I turned to Sam I realized that he left as I stared at his big brother.

"Come on Dean, let's go inside." I said taking his hand and pulling him inside, he was clearing the tears from his eyes as we got into the bunker but when I looked around I stopped dead at the top of the stairs.

"What happened here?" I said looking around, the bunker was a mess, all the chairs where trowed around the room, there were books and papers scattered all over the floor, there was a broken lamp and some book shelves where upside down and it really surprised me in a bad way.

"I uh..." He uttered scratching his neck nervously.

"Dean." I mumbled disapprovingly, he smiled embarrassed.

"Lets just say that when I found out about what you did I got a little bit carried away and this was the result." He joked, my eyes opened wide, and I placed my hands in my hips.

"DEAN!" I said disapprovingly, he looked at me and then looked down ashamed.

"I'm sorry, I have anger issues caused by other stuff." He said looking at his arm and it all came back to me, he has the Mark of Cain.

I looked at him sad, I tilted my head trying to figure out what to do and how to stop him and it all came down to one thing, I took his arm and rolled his sleeve leaving the scar exposed, I looked at his face and he was staring curiously trying to anticipate my next move.

"Cas," He started but shut up when my finger started tracing the mark, it was sod against my fingertips, I tried to use my powers to heal it, to take it away but Sam came in.

"Ugh, guys?" He said with a full bitch face, I turned around and smiled, I walked away from both of the brothers going for a shower to calm myself down.

"Please clean this up," I uttered moving my finger in a circle signalling the room and turned to them. "Ugh Dean?" I mumbled embarrassed. "Im going to borrow your shower for a while." I added, he nodded fazed as I walked towards his room.

"He's kinda bossy." I heard Sam mumble to Dean.

"I heard you!" I yelled taking a towel and heading into the bathroom, I took my iPod and a little speaker I bought in the way here, I played a playlist I did before called Heartbreak, it started with I can't make you love me by Bonnie Raitt.

I opened the water and putted it in the perfect temp I always used to, I looked around and found some bath bombs, I chuckled because even if Dean pretended to be really tough and manly he is a diva, he likes to take care of his body, but I won't deny that he keeps himself really good, I took the bath bomb and trowed into the water, I looked all the pretty colors, the way the bubles started to form and you could smell roses.