Song: Cake - Melanie Martinez
Heya guys, I'm back, it's your favorite blind guy! Sorry about my brother, he just really wanted his own chapter so... Anywho, let's get down to business (to defeat the huns)
During the next couple months nothing exciting happened, (except for me failing chemistry and quitting bookclub) so we're gonna skip ahead a couple months.
Christmas break, yay! Charlie had decorated the entire house and was currently making cookies with my mom in the kitchen.
They got along surprising well considering their personalities were complete opposites. Mom didn't know why Charlie had gotten kicked out so that's probably part of the reason they got along.
At this moment I was sitting in my room, as per usual, on Dean's lap while he described the scenery out the window to me. His voice was deep and vibrated as he spoke.
"The snow is very light right now, drifting down and sticking to the window." He said, voice raspy as he guided my hand to touch the window. "Each little flake melts as soon as it hits the surface, and the drops run down the glass slowly, racing each other down to reach the window pane." I shivered, pulling my hand away from the window, damp with condensation.
"You know, you should write a book." I smiled, leaning back against him. He let out a low chuckle, his head brushing slightly against mine as he shook it.
"Nah, it wouldn't be any good." He scoffed. I rolled my eyes at him yet again.
"Come on, it'd be amazing!"
"Nah it wouldn't, don't lie."
"Dean Winchester, you better fucking write me a novel by my next birthday or else..." I trailed off, yawning slightly.
"Or else what?" He replied with a flirty tone, I could practically hear his smirk.
"Or else no more kisses." I pout like a child, crossing my arms over my chest. He gasped with fake hurt.
"You wouldn't!"
"I would!"
"Fine fine," he said, head shaking once again. "I'll write you a fucking novel." I smiled wide at him, feeling lightly for his face before pecking his lips. I'm still not sure how we were able to keep this relationship a secret from mom but I'm glad we did.
The door creaked open quickly a second later, the familiar footsteps of Charlie bouncing in.
"Sup bitches." She said, slightly out of breath. Dean sat up a little straighter and turned to face her.
"The fuck happened to you? Your shirt looks like a tampon." He asked incredulously. I laughed a little bit before stopping abruptly, confused as to why he had made that comparison.
"Well, Sam accidentally smacked Gabe in the face with a plastic dinosaur and gave Gabe one hell of a nose bleed." Dean laughed at that, the sweet sound echoing through the room.
"Thanks for that image." I muttered, shaking my head back and forth. Dean jus laughed a little harder. I pushed his arm harshly and he shoved me back. I filled my face with fake offence. "How dare you hit a blind guy?" I said, voice thick with sarcasm. Charlie squealed quietly muttering something about "writing fanficton" and "otp's"
"CAS, DEAN, CHARLIE, GET YO ASSES DOWN HERE!" Mary yelled from downstairs.
"YEAH GUYS, COME ON!" dad yelled, his voice quieter than Mary's.
"DONT YELL!" mom screamed from somewhere else. Apparently the rules don't apply to her. Hypocrite.
"WERE COMING!" we Dean yelled (suggestive eyebrow wiggle) shoving me off his lap. I laughed, grabbing onto his arm to catch my balance; this was gonna be a great Christmas.
Hi kittens! How are ya? I've got major writers block so, sorry this chapter is shit. I'll update soon, love y'all (pls help, writers block sucks) 👼💓
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Color Me Blue {A Destiel Fanfic}
FanficCastiel Novak is blind. And he hates it. It's not that he hates not being able to see, it's that he hates the way people act around him. But when he meets someone who actually treats him like a normal human being, and is willing to give him a chance...
