Color Me Blue {A Destiel Fanfic}

God damn Winchesters

Song: Bleeding out - Imagine Dragons

I'm back bitches, it's Cas (aka the hot one)!! Sorry you had to listen to my boyfriend drone on about feelings in the last chapter, he's such a sissy, jk, jk, don't tell him I said that...

I opened my broken eyes to see darkness, as usual. I sighed, groaning tiredly.

"Cas?" Dean asked from beside me.

"What de?" I muttered, pulling the covers up to my chin. He wrapped an arm around my waist, his chest flush with my back.

"Thank you." He muttered into my hair. I smiled, closing my eyes again.

"For what?" I mumbled, pressing myself up against him.

"For everything." He returned. I grinned sleepily.

"You're such a dork."

"Ah yes, but I'm your dork."

"That you are." I smiled, turning to face him. He kissed me lightly, snuggling further under the covers.

"Alright you two." The door swung open to reveal Mary. "You're babysitting Sam today, I've got to go to work and cas's parents are taking Gabe to his doctors appointment. They said the office was quite far so they'll be gone a while."

"Alright mom."

"Get your asses out of bed now cause I gotta split." She yelled, slamming the door closed behind her. I crawled out of the bed, ignoring Dean's protests as I pulled him with me.

"Get some clothes out mister, we gotta get ready." I said imitating his mother. He snorted throwing a pair of jeans and a T-shirt at me.

"K, mom." He mocked. I rolled my eyes, shrugging off my night shirt. Feeling for the tag on the T-shirt that had been thrown at me, I made sure I was putting it on the right way before slipping it over my head.

"Aww, Cassie, I was enjoying the veiw." Dean whined as I slid the fabric on.

"Too bad, Winchester." I smirked, shedding my pj pants and pulling on the jeans Dean had supplied for me. They were the ones that hung low on my hips, he chose them for me on purpose, damn Winchesters.

"Deeeeaaaannnn! Guess what? I'm spending the whole entire day with you and Cas!" Sammy screamed, running into the room.

"I know Sammy isn't it exciting!" He yelled back happily. Damn Winchesters, why are they so cute.

I grinned as Dean handed me his younger brother. "Caaaaasssssss!!!!" The younger brother screeched, pulling at my face.

"Saaammmmm!!" I yelled back.

"Boys, you're going wake the entire neighborhood! Be shush!" Mary yelled from some where else.

"Sorry mom!" We yelled in unison, laughing. Who new two teenagers could be so childish. We brought Sam to the kitchen and gave him some breakfast after Mary left. We all sat happily around the table, munching on toast and cereal.

"Lucky charms! My favorite!" Sammy squealed when Dean pulled the box from the cabinet, pouring some into three bowls.

"Do you like lucky charms Cas?" He asked. Why do little kids ask so many questions?

"Hell yeah!" I smiled. He seemed satisfied with this answer, digging into his breakfast.

"Dean, can we play blocks? I wanna make a castle!" Sam asked from his spot at the table.

"Course Sammy, we'll do whatever you want today! Within reason." He replied, I could hear the grin in his voice. Sam dragged us both from the kitchen and into the living room.

"Here Dean, you can be the night, and Cas can be the princess." He exclaimed, shoving wooden figures into our hands. I rolled my eyes at Dean as he laughed at me obnoxiously.

"Oh shut it Dean." I grinned.

"Make me." He giggled.

"Maybe I will."

"Guuuuuyyyyyssss, stoooooppppppp, we're playing now!" He whined.

"Fine." Dean and I sighed. I put the princess in the tower where Sam instructed me to.

"Now Dean, you have to try and kill me, cause ima dragon." Sammy squealed. "Rrrraaaawwrrrrr... Dragons!"

"Ahh, not the dragons!"

"Save me brave knight!"

"Do not fret princess! I shall save you!"

"Thank you handsome prince!"

"How do you know he's handsome? You can't see."

We continued playing with the play set till the doorbell rang loudly.

"I'll get it!" I called, jumping to my feet.

"Are you sure?" Dean asked, voice laced with worry.

"I'm not a child Dean." I rolled my eyes, skipping over to the door. I felt for the door knob, turning it quietly.

"Hello, who is it?" I asked, smiling sweetly.

"John, John Winchester." Shit. Shit shit shit shit shit. My eyes widened.

"I think you should leave." I said firmly, starting to close the door, but he held it open. Shit.

"What are you gonna do? They're my kids, and I know they're here so don't try anything." He scoffed. I moved myself to block the door further.

"I said you should leave." I growled. Oh snap. I actually growled at him. Wow. Shit.

"And I said I don't care." A strong arm pushed me to the ground, making my head hit the door. I landed on the flood with an "clunk" and a small cry, alerting Dean something wasn't quite right.

"Cas who's at the... Door." He asked, walking slowly into the hallway.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Dean snarled at his father as I sat up. "You okay?" He whispered, bending down to help me up.

"Just dandy." I muttered, rubbing the back of my head.

"Don't swear at me boy!" John yelled, making Dean cower slightly, I knew he was scared, I could feel it. "Now where's Sammy, I want to see him." He said gruffly.

"You ain't getting anywhere near either of them!" I yelled, putting myself in front of Dean. What the fuck was I doing? This is bad. Shit. Oh snap. What the fuck.

"And just who are you to tell me I can't see my own son's." He snarled. Oh shit, what was I doing?

"Someone who cares about both of them more than you ever did." I yelled. Silence.

The last thing I heard was Dean yell a very loud "No!" Then pain. Then nothing.

OooOOoOhh, suspense. This was really fun to write actually. :) vote, comment, follow! 💓

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