Their Destiny Season 2

Ch. 10: The Little Things

Dean's POV:

After the talk with Destiny and her problem with Meg and Charlie we made breakfast and slowly but surely everyone came into the library smelling my amazing food. We ate breakfast and started our normal routine of research, except not as much because we know almost everything we need to so we can defeat Amara. Now that Lucifer is out we have yet another problem to deal with, although we are pretty sure we can put him back in the cage but first we have to get rid of Amara.

Sitting in the library one hand flipping pages of a book mindlessly and the other holding onto Cas' hand rubbing my thumb across the back of his hand. Clearing my throat and standing up I kiss Cas on the cheek "I will be back in a little bit, getting restless and need to stretch my legs." I say starting to walk to the door grabbing my jacket. "Do you want me to go with?" Cas asks looking concerned and walking up to me. My hand goes to his waist pulling him to me and the other hand grabs his cheek, I kiss him quickly and and a little rough more than I meant but he didn't seem to mind because he moaned and pushed into me. I released him and whispered no. I then walked out of the door still kinda out of breath.

Getting into baby I start to drive. I really don't know where I am going until I see the trail me, Destiny, Cas, and Sam were walking when we met that demon, come into view. I park the car and hop out and begin walking the trail once again, only alone this time. The walk is fairly quiet except birds every now and then. It gives me time and peace to think. Why I needed to be alone to think I don't know.

The first thing that pops into my head, like most times when I am alone, is Castiel's smile. The smile that only seems to happen (according to everyone else that we know) when I am around. It is a smile that I have grown to love and adore, the smile that makes his eyes light up and skin around his eyes crinkle just a tad. I especially love his smile when I say something funny and he is trying to look at me with a frown but the smile overtakes his features.

His laugh, that laugh that I could never forget. The laugh that I will never want to live without. It is something that makes my heart swell and my stomach do a flip (in a good way).

The way he still sometimes looks confused by something we say, how is head tilts to the side and he does a slight frown.

When he sings, and even if he isn't a full angel anymore it sounds so angelic. When he sings and he thinks no one is around. He sings with everything he has and it is beautiful.

When he cooks obviously trying to copy my every move and direction with perfection. The way he sometimes messes up and get a little angry with himself, even if we are just fixing something simple like bacon or sausage.

The way he kisses me and at first it is always gentle, like he doesn't want me to break. The way his touch ghosts against my skin wherever he can touch. Then it turns into a passion that surprises me each time. The way he becomes so dominant it makes me remember he isn't just a human with angel powers, but was once one of the most powerful angelic soldiers who served God in heaven.

When we are going to bed and he holds me like I will dissapear, and I hold him with the same strength. The way when I wake up he is still holding me in the same position. And the way we never seem to tire of each other's embrace.

And of course the way when I do kiss him first, he does this soft whimper sound. The way it always takes him a second to realize what is happening. They way when he does know his whimper turns into a full moan that would turn anyone on.

I walk back to the car thinking of all these little things. The things that are the reason I fell in love with my angel. Getting into the car I pray to him. "Cas I am at the park trail why don't you use your angel mojo and come here." Nothing, I wait a moment and still nothing. Did I make him angry or upset? I just needed to clear my head. "Cas, baby I know you can hear me. Why don't you go ahead and come here. I love you, please come here." This time with a plea obvious in my voice.