Chapter 4

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JESUS CHRISTO THAT LAST CHAPTER WAS LONGER BUT I DIDNT KNOW HOW TO END IT IM SORRY

i know what I'm doing with this story because its true but i feel like rushing too much. whatever.

geez take your time omg

"Damn..." Cas groans, "I can't do this..." he glared downwards, gripping tightly onto the blanket near him.

"Oh come on baby," Dean smirked, "You're over reacting!" Dean laughed a bit and held onto Cas' hand.

"W-We made a mess..." Cas giggled, "Its everywhere..." He looked around.

"Man," Sam spoke up, "These graphics are terrible." They were all playing video games at the Motel, a very crappy one. Cas didn't even know how to play, he kept loosing. Dean kept winning, because he always wins and gets mad if he looses. One time when had lost, he flicked the popcorn everywhere, which was why the room was mess. They couldn't play video games with Dean.

"It's not peachy perfect, Sam." Dean growled. Cas grabbed his hand tighter and leaned on his shoulder,

"I can't win at this, can I...." Cas looks down and closes his eyes. Dean rests his head on Cas' and points at Sam,

"Time for bed, kiddo."

"I'm older now! Stop calling me kiddo!"

"Go!" Dean nearly yells, pointing at the bed. Sam mumbles something under his breath and walked to the bed. Dean grabs Cas' chin and pulls him into a kiss, the sudden kiss making Cas smile and kiss him back a few times.

"I can still hear you guys." Sam groans, covering his head with his pillow. Cas giggled and wrapped his arms around Deans neck.

"Then we'll try and be as loud as possible." He laughs and gives Cas another deep kiss, moaning a little as he pushed their lips together forcefully. He tugged on Cas' shirt, not letting him pull away even if he wanted to. Cas giggled and played along, moaning a little with each kiss. Sam groans louder,

"Guuuuuuys." He shuts his eyes tightly and covers his head with the blanket and the pillow. Dean laughs and pulls away,

"Only kidding, go to sleep, kiddo." He laughs and looks over at Sam,

"Stop calling me that...I'm not that young...." He uncovers his head and turns over, trying to go to sleep. Cas laughs at their friend-like relationship and moves his arms down so they're gently placed on Deans shoulders and collarbones. He plays with Deans shirt a bit as he looked up at him as if he were a sunshine in his life,

"Dean, how long do you think our relationship will last?" He asked, but quickly regretting it as he didn't like the way it sounded. Dean didn't like it either.

"Don't talk like that, baby." He placed a kiss on Cas' head, but Cas just groaned,

"I'm serious." He giggled and moved up a bit so he was sitting on Deans lap, "You think we'll grow up to be old men together?"

"I'm sure of it." He laughs and kisses Cas' head again.

"You promise?"

"I promise!" Dean pinky promised Cas. They were speaking in whispers as they didn't want to keep Sam awake, but they were unaware of the fact that he could be listening.

"...What can you do as an old man other than have breathing problems and die?" Cas rests his head on Deans shoulder, playing with the hem of his shirt again. Dean laughs at him,

"Complain and tell stories." He wrapped his arm around Cas and pulled him closer.

"Sounds like the life." Cas closed his eyes and relaxed on Deans body as he giggled,

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