this is how we met

Awake mentally and physically

dean pov

all I see is Gabriel running towards me and Michael, all I see is Michael being dragged to the ground.

"MIKE HE IS AWAKE! HE IS FUCKING AWAKE!" he yelled, tears running down his face from happiness. Michael's eyes opened wide. So did mine.

"WHAT!" He yelled, getting up and rushing down the hall.

Dean POV

We all pile up at the door, but a nurse stopped us. "maybe it would be better if you went in one at a time." she lifted an eyebrow. I herd a small sigh come from sam.

"Me and Michael can go in first, since we are his brothers, and then you three." Gabriel stated. he wasn't he same gabe I knew right now. But that made sense.

they came out of the room on the verge of crying. What the hell happened in there? Me and sam looked at Lucifer, who was pail in the face.

"come on Sammy.." I said, pushing the door open. Cas looked pail and dead, bandages on his arms, bloody ones. "heya cas.." I said kinda quiet.

cas looked up, his blue eyes now gray in color. "dean..?" He perked up. he looked surprised to see me there.

"Hey cas, luci and sam wanted to see you too.." I said, trying to hold back tears.
"I don't understand....your just somebody I met a few weeks ago..w-why would you want to see me?" He said the last of the sentence kinda quiet.

"Just cause I met you a few weeks ago don't mean I ain't your bestie." I said, a laugh forming mid sentence.

Me and cas talked to rest of the visitors hours, day after day until he was ready to go home. I've learned so much about the little nerd. His favorite band was my chemical romance and that he loved black. He had his problem but that's what made him unique. I drive him to his house later that evening, still weak, I carried him inside.

Have you ever looked at someone and just wanted to smash you lips into theirs, cause cas made me feel like it was my last day to live; I wanted to spend it with him.

Cas pov

The way he looked at me with those grassy eyes made my heart melt. He was absolutely stunning. His lips, his eyes, his body, everything about him is perfect.

When we get to my house, he carried me into my room.

"You need anything?" Dean said calmly.

"Can you stay with me?" I asked, my imaginary fingers crossed.

"Definitely, especially for you." He smiled climbing in the bed with me. Soon after we drifted off to sleep in each others arms.