Destiel stories

Sick little hunter

Castiel wrapped his arms around Dean he pressed himself closer enjoying the warmth Dean let out a small groan and mumbled something in his sleep making Castiel smile. After a while of holding Dean Cas felt sweat forming above his brow he used the back of his hand and wiped the sweat off.

Castiel left Dean and hoped into the shower he took a cold shower so he could cool down. He twisted the knob and stepped out and changed into some more comfortable clothes that belonged to Dean he inhaled the smell of the clothes then Castiel walked back to his hunter and pressed his lips against Dean's forehead his lips got warm Cas scrunched his face up and moved back worried.

Cas began to panic he ran out of the room and flung open the door to Sam's room

''Cas what the hell?" Sam shouted 

''Dean is hot!'' Castiel cried 

''Ew Cas i'd rather not hear about that.'' Sam said annoyed

''But Sam he could be dying he is just so hot!'' Cas said emphasizing the word hot

Sam finally understood what the the ex-angel meant he smiled and walked towards Cas and patted him on the back

''He's your boyfriend you deal with it.'' And just like that Sam headed out the door leaving Cas in shock.

Castiel knew that when a person was sick you took their temperature with a thermometer Cas looked threw the draws of the kitchen till he found what he was looking for, it took him a while to figure out how it worked but once he did he ran to Dean who was still fast asleep. Castiel quickly shoved the thermometer in Dean's mouth making Dean gag. Instinctively Dean pushed Cas back making him fly off the bed. Cas quickly got back up and pinned Dean down shoving the thermometer in Dean's mouth.

''C-cas.'' Dean said pushing the ex-angel to the side gasping for breath and clearly confused

''Dean please let me do what I must to help you.'' Cas furrowed his brows a look of determination plasterd on his face

''Dude no.'' Dean broke into a fit of coughs his and held his throat

''But you are sick and i was just helping.'' Cas looked down in shame his forehead wrinkling

Dean rubbed the back of his neck he felt bad for Cas maybe letting him help wouldn't be a bad idea since Dean was infact sick.

''Alright Cas do whatever you must to make me feel better.'' Dean smiled nervously

Castiel's face lit up with joy as he heard those words he gave Dean a kiss on the forehead and left knowing what he would do next. Castiel went to the kitchen and began making soup but the problem was that the soup was in a can he had no idea how he would get it out, as an angel he could simply brake it open but as a man it would be difficult. Cas grabbed the can and slammed it against the wall multiple times before it broke open (Just deal with the logic okay?) the soup spread across the floor Cas managed to put the soup in a bowl and gave it to Dean the only problem was that it was not cooked. Dean manage a smile and ate the cold soup not wanting to hurt the ex-angel Cas  was ready to leave the room before Dean grabbed ahold of his hand not wanting Cas to help anymore because lets face it Cas was clueless. 

''Dean?'' Cas questioned as he was thrown into bed ''The best way you can help me is by staying in bed with me.'' Dean wrapped his arms around Castiel's waist. Cas felt warmth creeping into his cheeks as Dean held him closer. ''Thank's for making me feel better.'' Dean said burrowing his face into Castiel's neck.

And so it tis the end of this chapter it wasn't long or that good but I have.... writers block and I am out of ideas but i'm certain that more is to come.