A Good Kind Of Different

Chapter 13

Eventually Cas went back home. I just sat motionless without him there. Then Sammy knocked on my door.

"Hey, Dean."

"What, bitch."

"... Jerk."

I laughed and gave him a good ol' noogie.

"Get offa me!!" He pushed me off of him.

"What do you want, bitch? Go do your homework."

"I don't have any... I wanna ask you something..."

"... Well.. What?"

He smirked. I already knew what he wanted to ask.

"D'you love this one for real?"

"Sammy, you know I'm not one to love people..."

"Yeah, I know."

He frowned. I just smirked.

"But..."

His ears perked up as he realized his predictions were finally correct.

"I do love this one."

He slapped me on the head for tricking him. I slapped him back, laughing. This went back and forth... We ended up punching each other out. It was fun... And then childish. Still fun.

Eventually he went back downstairs, happier knowing I found "the one" and he can finally stop playing wingman. I laid on my bed, singing "Dust in the Wind" one of my favourite songs. I stayed up till early in the morning. Thinking about all the promises I made to Cas, knowing I would keep them. I drifted off at 2:45 finally. Smiling as I dreamt.