Collection of Destiel

Misunderstanding

Sam was sitting on a park bench idly watching as a manplayed fetch with his golden retriever. It had been days since their last case, days since they needed to haul ass somewhere to kill something. He knew his brother was probably back at the bunker sleeping or using his alone time to his advantage. All Sam wanted was a nice peaceful afternoon with fresh air and birds chirping. It reminded him of a time before the demons and angels.

"Hello, Sam."

The hunter didn't even flinch, almost too conditioned to the gravel voice that would pop in from time to time unexpected. "How's it going, Cas?"

Castiel crossed his hands over his lap and squinted toward the relentless sun. "I wanted to talk to you about something important."

"Okay." Sam sat up a bit and turned slightly to meet Cas' eyes. "What is it?"

"I wanted to talk about Dean." The angel sighed and cast his eyes down. "You are the only person who I think knows him better than himself."

Sam snorted lightly and nodded. "Yeah, I mean he is my brother. We've been through a lot. The guy practically raised me... actually scratch that. He did raise me. What is it that you want to know?"

"Do you-" Cas' voice dropped off as his head turned up and to the side. Those blue eyes searched the park before them. "Do you believe that Dean... could love?"

This was not the question Sam was prepared for, in fact he could feel his heart start to plunder. Talking about Dean and love was difficult. He wanted his brother to be happy, find love and all that sappy stuff, but he knew deep down that Dean was destined to be alone forever. There was no simple way around it. Sam knew that Dean didn't think he was deserving of it, so he knew that Dean would never allow himself the decency of love. But in that moment, watching the way Cas looked back up at him with almost lost eyes, Sam decided to lie.

"Of course." Sam shrugged and ran his fingers through his hair to avoid keeping eye contact. "Why do you ask?"

A smile spread across the angel's lips. "I was just wondering. I was in the bunker, trying to broaden my pop culture references, and I was watching this romantic movie with a woman who fell in love with an angel. I wondered if Dean could fall in love with me."

Sam almost choked on his spit. "What?"

"I think it is blatantly obvious that I love him." Cas sighed deeply and looked over the trees with a pondering expression. "But could he possibly love me back?"

Sam was still trying to catch his breath. His eyes widened as he just stared as Cas dumped out his heart like it was normal conversation about the weather. Sam had always had an inkling over Cas' feelings, but he never thought for a moment he was right. Then something horrifying dawned on him, Dean would break Cas' heart. It was inevitable. Sam couldn't let his brother hurt Cas like that, he wouldn't.

"Cas, I don't think you should mention it to him." The younger hunter closed his eyes and tried to will away the pain he felt for saying what he thought he had to. "Dean doesn't love you, man. Dean couldn't love anyone, hell he doesn't even love himself. And it isn't his fault, he was raised like that. I just-I cant see you get hurt. And I know you will. I'm sorry."

All Sam could hear was deep labored breaths. His eyes peeled open to see Cas hunched over on himself with tears streaming down his face. It was the most painstaking thing Sam ever witnessed, and he had been through hell. But this breaking angel seated beside him was the most heart wrenching thing in his memories.

"Cas-"

"You're right." Cas sniffled and wiped the sleeve of his trench coat across his cheeks. "I didn't want to believe it. I imagined you telling me that he could love me, but I knew that you would say this. I knew that he couldn't love me. I am a broken angel. I don't deserve to hold the Righteous Man's heart. He will find someone better to love... Probably a nice woman who can give him a family and a home. Thank you for your honesty, Sam, you are a great friend to me and I always appreciate our talks. But I think I need to go away for a while. I can't-I can't see him just yet."