Collection of Destiel

Give Him Time

Anon wanted some Destiel from Sam's POV. Enjoy.

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The site I had pulled up on mysterious supernatural creatures was as false as they come. For one, they mentioned that vampires are killed with a wooden stake to the heart. Immediately I exited out and groaned because I was no closer to figuring out this case than I was four hours ago. I hated this part, when searching ended with nothing but false hope and an empty bottle of scotch. For just a moment, I peered over the tip of my screen to see Dean sprawled out over the motel bed and his arm over his eyes. He was trying to get some shut eye but I knew he was still awake. It had been days since we heard from Cas and I knew it was killing him inside.

As if on cue, the familiar sound of wings (which Dean described as being the sound of home) echoed in the room and our Angel of the Lord stood stone faced between us. Dean's body jolted upright and a grin I had missed spread so warmly across his face. I didn't make a sound, hell they both probably forgot I was there, as Cas bent down and placed a simple sweet kiss on Dean's lips. I couldn't help but smirk lightly and forget about the empty case still floating around in my head.

"Where've you been, angel?" Dean asked softly as he brought his arms up and snaked them around Cas' neck before bringing them into a bone crushing embrace.

"Around." Cas nuzzled his nose into Dean's neck and let out a sigh of comfort.

I hated to be the one to break it up, I wish I wasn't here so that they could be alone and enjoy each other's company like I knew they were starved for. But I knew if I didn't make my presence known, they would be ripping each other's clothes off and that was not something I would like to see.... Again.

Clearing my throat and directing my eyes back to the screen so I didn't have to see my brother's irritated glare, I began to listlessly type like I hadn't even known they were hugging or anything. Dean for some reason didn't like showing affection to Cas in front of me, like he was still waiting for me to jeer at him or make fun. I didn't, I never did. Because even though there were small minded people out there, as long as my brother was happy I didn't care who he chose to love. I didn't care if it was an angel, a man, or a nerd in a trench coat. I could care less.

"Hello Sam." Cas spoke with what I knew was a smile. "I didn't see you there."

"Course you didn't." I grinned before bringing up my gaze and winking at my brother before turning my eyes back to Cas. "How are you?"

"Better now." Cas' face flushed a little, something I was still getting used to, as he leaned into Dean slightly. "Are you two working a case?"

"Yeah, but nothing that can't wait. You two go out. Have fun." I closed my laptop and started to reach for some books Bobby had leant us a while back. "Get drinks or whatever young homosexuals do in this-"

"Sam-" Dean started with that glaring voice that always made me smirk despite myself.

I shot my hands into the air in surrender before shrugging with a short chuckle. "Just joking, Dean."

"There is a gay bar-" Cas started with a concentrated stare.

"No!" Dean pulled away from Cas and stormed toward the bathroom with a reddened face. "Nope. Nope. Nope." He chanted as he disappeared into the bathroom and the door shut with a slight bang.

I turned and saw Cas looking down at the ground in a defeated manner. I knew that Dean was a little fragile and skittish around any mention of the word 'gay', since he had been trying to hide that part of him for so long, but I also knew that it was my fault for bringing it up and making Cas think he had done something wrong. Sucking in a breath, I stood and walked calculatingly toward Cas to pull him into a light hug for some comfort.

"He's just freshening up for your date." My voice faltered a little as I pulled back and was met with Cas' most wide puppy dog eyes that I knew was my fault for teaching him, that's at least what Dean told me. "You two will have plenty of fun."

"Sam, I am worried." Cas' voice dropped low to a point where it started to ache inside my own chest. He looked so lost I just wanted to bundle him up and tell him over and over that everything was going to be okay. "When we are out... he kisses me but he makes sure no one is looking. He doesn't hold my hand like people do when they... care for each other. When I tell him I love him in public he just shushes me. I-"

"Dean is just scared. He spent his whole life denying the part of him that liked guys. He spent so much time thinking it was wrong because that was kind of the way he was raised in the world. It isn't that he doesn't care for you, believe me he never cared for someone more in his life and I would know that. I see that way he looks at you when he thinks no one is looking. Like you hung the moon. He'll come around. He just needs some time to settle the worries in his own head. He loves you, Cas, and I kind of have a hunch he always did."

When I finished my little speech, that I had been practicing for ages since I knew Dean would be this distant because I know him better than anyone, the bathroom door opened and Dean waltzed out like he had never been bothered in the first place. I turned to see him eyeing over how close we were.

"Step away from my boyfriend there, Sammy, before you get yourself hurt." The words slipped from Dean's smile as I shifted away. Dean wasted no time closing the distance and wrapping a warm arm around Cas' waist and pecking a kiss to his cheek. "Let's go, angel."

Cas smiled with a little shake to his knees as Dean pulled them along toward the door. Just as they were disappearing into the night, Cas turned and gave me a wave. I could see in his eyes that he was grateful for my words, so I nodded and waved as they left.

I let out a low sigh, wishing I had my own date, before collapsing back into my chair and opening up a book that sent enough dust into my face to get a sneeze out of me.

TWO MONTHS LATER

"Ugh." I rolled my eyes dramatically just as Dean lifted the spoon in his hand up toward Cas' mouth. "It's like you to spilled out of a Hallmark movie."

Cas accepted the spoonful of ice cream and hummed with contentment before melting more into Dean's side. I watched Dean's arm tighten over his angel's shoulders just as the waitress came around to refill our drinks. She gave them both a doey eyed smile before padding off back toward the kitchen.

"Eh, shut up, Sammy. You're just jealous I got Cas." Dean grinned through a mouthful of food in the way that made him look twelve.

I rolled my eyes again, at this pace my eyes were going to roll out before the check came. But I was happy. I didn't want to say anything out loud about how great it was to see Dean finally showing affection to Cas in public because I knew it would close Dean up again. The way Cas would sigh with a soft smile that crinkled his eyes, or squeeze Dean's hand over the table a little harder, or stare over at him like there was nothing else, that was worth the grossness of watching my brother being all sappy.

"There is a case-" I started to get out before Dean glared over at me. "You know what? Nevermind." I sunk deeper into my booth and just watched the two people close to me snuggle closer.

The meal was slow, since Dean insisted on feeding Cas most of his desert. It was nauseating, but it was okay. I could put up with this over l0nely brooding Dean. The way Dean's smile crinkled the lines on his face, and the way he laughed from the bottom of his stomach, and the way he joked like he hadn't in years... it was breathtaking. I couldn't stop from smiling almost every second and feeling the way pain started to etch into my dimples.

"You were right, Sam." Cas broke my thought as he winked at me.

I knew he was talking about the speech I had given him all those months back, just like I knew Cas was like a brother to me. "I'm glad I was."

"What are you two talking about? Something nerdy?" Dean snorted before running a hand through Cas' hair and staring at me lovingly.

I chuckled and shook my head before running my fingers through my hair. "Nah, just some inside thing. Don't worry yourself about it."

"Wasn't gonna." My brother bent forward and kissed Cas soundly on the lips.

Alright, I know I should be happy for them, but if they kiss anymore I might puke.