Destiel One Shots

Say Hey AU

A/N or the one in which John isn't a dick and Cas' parents are, but it's okay.
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He felt like today was going to be good.

It was just one of those intangible feelings, a good one though. Which was weird because what is good about a random, boring day in the winter break?

Nevertheless, Dean Winchester was on a natural high, moping around the house in barely anything and was looking forward to games night with Sammy and his father. And his mothers famous pecan pie would be coming through the house by 3pm, there was nothing stopping him having a day of laziness and pure relaxation.

"Please, don't wear that shirt, Dean," Sam pointed at the baggy, black shirt loosely hanging around Dean's frame as he came into the kitchen.

"Why not? You know you love it."

Sam rolled his eyes and dropped his pen on the table, ruffling his hair up. "Maybe because it has the words 'say hey if you're gay' written on in white bold on the front!?"

Dean grinned at how uncomfortable it made Sam and pursued wearing it for the entire day.

He'd brought it as a joke for himself, after coming to terms with bisexuality he just went with the flow of Charlie, everyone's gay best friend, excitedly screaming things in his ear while they went shopping once he told her. It was the heat of the moment kind of decision, one of which he did not regret.

Everyone had got used to Dean lounging around in it though, his father even chuckled at it every time the ridiculous thing came into sight. Even if he didn't make a noise, Dean knew it was making John hold in his laughter. It just boosted Dean's confidence even more. He hadn't expected that reaction from his dad at all.

The funny thing was that John even teased him about it with lighthearted humour. Mary, his mother, just smiled and rolled her eyes at John and Sam's insinuations.

"Dean," Mary said, sensing his presence in the room but not looking up from her book, "we're having Amelia's family over for a quick discussion on John's future in the company. They're very..." she turned the page, "let's just say don't mention being bi. Or wear that t-shirt."

"Yeah, okay, whatever," Dean dismissed the words, they were just ramblings of irrelevant events.

He spent the rest of the day lazing around his bed, moping through about and hour of self-pity with his head in the pillow, listening to the Batman soundtrack before scrolling through his Tumblr dash for another hour. Mindlessly, he ate through the last of his Halloween candy while watching TV, and before he knew it there was his mother calling for his presence.

Of course, being half asleep and ignorant of what had been previously said to him about the visitors and blundered noisily down the stairs, wearing The T-Shirt as he now called it.

Oh, and just boxer briefs underneath. And that was it.

"...Yes, I agree. Dean is very promising, but we're trying to search for a suitor as he should have a girlfriend at this age, but we keep wondering why our boy doesn't," a fake laugh, "don't we Castiel?"

Dean squinted at the light as he entered the room, that articulate accent was so foreign to this house. And he didn't like it.