The next day
I was waiting for Dean to arrive at the hospital with a broken rib or stab wound or something. What if he isn't coming? Shhh. Maybe he doesn't like you anymore! Shut up. Maybe, Rodger! Sorry m'lady.
Just as it finally stopped tormenting me, Dean strolled in, he had 3 scaples between his fingers.
"Cassy, I'm wolverine!"
I sigh.
"Put them down"
He holds up his hand. "Broke a finger" I grab his wrist and sit him in one of the chairs in the waiting room.
"Want to go get something to eat?" Smooth. Not as a date you Assbutt!
"Okay, nearly done?" I was wrapping a bandage around his finger.
"Yeah nearly" Dean continued humming a tune to a song Cas didn't know. Cas, you're training to be a nurse right? Yeah, Do cats have shoulders? That's a vet! Damn it. Anyway, quiet I'm trying to concentrate! Can we get a cat? Not now Rodger! So we can later!? No, go away! Geeze sorry!
"Sweet is Rodger there? Tell him is say hi!" I roll my eyes.
"Its psychosis Dean, not your play mate" I finish wrapping his finger.
"I don't care tell him"
"Fine, Rodger? Dean says hi"
Dean and i leave the weird smelling building to find a place to eat. Tell Dean to take a shower and change his shirt. Also tell him to grow up and stop eating all the time.
"Rodger says hi back" Dean laughs. Also tell him your madly in love with him! What! No i'm- no! Tell him, Assbutt! No.
"Cas?" Dean says as we pace over to the local dinner.
"Dean" I smile back.
"If Rodger ever stops talking could you go to school?" He seems hopeful.
"I suppose eventually" I shrug my shoulders.
We walk into the diner together now scowering for a table.
"If he ever stops talking will you tell me?" Dean continues sitting down on a tall table with red leather stools.
"Yes I promise" I laugh sitting across from him.
We began to scower the menu and then settled on our usuals anyway.
"Don't eat too much it's my mom's birthday meal later and I need you there to keep me sane" I choke out between laughs.
"But... Whyyy!" He whines yawning loudly.
"I have 6; angel named, demon, hyperactive, mental siblings... I mean one of them is even named after the freaking devil"
I splutter out quickly between sips of my soda.
"Lucifer isn't that bad" Dean remarks running a hand through his head.
"He isn't until Balthazar and him are together and then there's turtle ashes in the cake mix and lilly scented air freshener to cover it up" I giggle at last nights epidemic.
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Angel in red (destiel AU)
Fanfictioneverything Dean does results in him being stuck in hospital, with crappy food, unattractive nurses and a disgusting smell. everybody else thinks he's just prone to getting broken or sick that it's just now a regular thing. but it's not... it's inte...
