Random Oneshots

Destiel

Cas
Cas took a breath. He was still getting used to this feeling Sam called 'nervous'. Walking down the hall, he contemplated what he was going to say to Dean. Dean, I'm in love with you. No, no. Too straightforward. Dean, I have to tell you something. I think I'm in love with you. Too anxious sounding. He got to the kitchen and saw Dean sitting, eating pie. Dean looked toward him and beckoned him over.

Dean
Dean rehearsed what he was going to say to the Angel. He had done this in the mirror a thousand times. You got this, he coaxed himself. Dean would wait until the next time Cas came into the kitchen, then tell him how he felt.

Both
"I need to tell you something, Dean." Cas said nervously.
"Well I need to tell you something too, Cas." Dean replied.
"I love-" they said in unison. When they realized they had heard right, they looked at one another with questioning expressions. After about a minute, Dean broke the tension by pulling Cas into a passionate kiss. He slowly stood up, walking over to press Cas against the wall, all without breaking the kiss. Dean had one hand on the back of Cas' neck and another on his hip. Cas had placed both hands on Dean's chest. They broke the kiss for a half of a second so that Dean could slip his shirt off. Finally, Cas pushed Dean's chest lightly. "I'm in love with you, Dean." Cas said in a whisper. Dean smirked and said, "I know." before slamming his lips on to Cas' again.

~A