Unknown Colours (Destiel/Sabriel)

8 - No Colours and More Colours

Dean woke to see Castiel curled up beside him. Castiel had just decided to stay the night, calling Chuck to let him know where he was. Then they'd decided to just share a bed since there wasn't anywhere else to sleep in the house except a couch, which Dean refused to let Cas sleep on.

They'd spent most of the night sleeping with space between them, but now Castiel was curled into Dean's chest, one of Dean's arms around him.

Dean carefully pulled himself away without waking Cas, thinking back to the night before.

He seemed so nervous, Dean thought. Why? And then awkward whenever we got close...maybe he's just not used to having close friends. Does that mean we're close friends?

And he can see colour...he has a soulmate...Dean tried to ignore the sudden burst of disappointment at that thought. I've got my own soulmate, I can't fall in love with him.

Too late.

Oh shut up brain. We're just friends.

Castiel stirred behind him, and Dean turned to look down at him. Why are his eyes so blue? That's just unfair.

Castiel sat up, yawning and looking at Dean. "Hello Dean," he said, his voice low and gravelly from sleeping. And hell if that didn't turn Dean on.

"Hey Cas," Dean choked out. "I...I'll be downstairs if you need anything." And he sprinted out of the room, leaving Cas confused behind him. He got down the stairs and collapsed against a wall, breathing heavily. That had not just happened. He did not just get turned on by his friends voice. No way at all.

"Hey Dean," Sam said, who had just watched Dean run down the stairs and freak out. Dean looked at him with wide eyes. "Castiel still here?"

"Yeah why?" Dean asked, trying to act as normally as possible.

"Balthazar came by, wanted to talk to him."

"He did?" The brothers looked to Castiel who was standing at the top of the stairs. He'd fully woken up now, looking as he did on a normal day. "Why?"

Sam shrugged. "He didn't say. But you probably should go back." Castiel nodded. He walked down stairs to where Dean stood really awkwardly, still pressed against the wall.

"Are you okay Dean?" Cas asked, doing his adorable confused tilty head thing.

"Fine," Dean squeaked out. Cas gave him another look before walking through the house towards the front door. Dean followed.

"Thanks for going to the movie with me," Cas said. "And letting me stay."

"No problem," Dean said, smiling at Castiel. Cas smiled shyly back before leaving the house, letting Dean go into full freak out mode.

A minute later it got worse when the door bell rang and Dean remember Lisa was coming over. He was still a mess, having just gotten up.

He ran to the door and opened it, revealing a Lisa. She looked him up and down and raised an eyebrow at him.

"I...uh...slept in?" Dean said, more like a question than a statement.

Lisa giggled and walked into the house. "Well go sort yourself out, I'll just wait here." Dean smiled at her before running back upstairs.

In his room he threw on a new set of clothes and tried to quickly sort out his hair. A few minutes later he ran back downstairs to where Lisa was waiting.

"So what do you want to do?" Dean asked.

"Want to watch a movie or something?" Lisa suggested and Dean nodded.