Skin to Skin

Chapter 11

Castiel woke up first, he watched Dean sleeping, he looked so peaceful. He untangled his arms and legs and slipped into his clothes from the day before. Dean stirred a little and his green eyes blinked awake at Castiel. "Mornin'." He propped himself up on his elbows, watching Castiel get dressed. "You want to catch some breakfast before heading back?" Castiel chuckled. "I told you I don't really eat breakfast." Dean got up and put his clothes on, he felt this nagging feeling in his chest. Three days. Three days is all they had left together. He didn't think he could do it, leave Castiel behind. This man is amazing, eccentric, beautiful. He couldn't just up and leave something like that, could he? Dean watched Castiel tie his converses, his heart breaking at how beautiful he is. "Cassy?" Castiel looked up at him, face full of blissful innocence. "Yes?" Dean couldn't get the words out, he tried so hard, he didn't know what to say.More than anything in this world he wanted to stay behind with Castiel, risk going AWOL just so he could spend his life with him. "I know today makes it only 4 days we've known each other, but" Dean looked at his hands, struggling to express how he feels."but I really love you. I really don't want to lose you." The only thing Dean could think of is maybe getting his station switched to Galveston and when his deployment was up come live here with Castiel. "What if I got my station switched here? What if after my deployment I came back to you? I only have four months left." Castiel's eyes got glassy, he wanted to cry, Dean could see the pain dancing across his face at the thought of Dean leaving. "I would love that.." Dean had one hope for the future, he'll be able to wake up next to Castiel.
The ride back to Galveston was a depressing one. Neither of them could stop thinking about three days being left, then two, then one. After that it would be almost half a year till they see each other again. Castiel's depression was beginning to get the best of him, he didn't want to imagine waking up without Dean surprising him with some date or 4 hour trip again. He didn't want to imagine not being able to see those freckles whenever he wanted, smell that distinct smell of leather that was just Dean. Castiel hugged himself in the passengers seat, he's been trying his hardest not to cry since Dean mentioned switching his station. Bringing reality crashing down on both of them. "Dean?" "Hm?" "Can you spend the night at my dorm tonight? Or me at your hotel?" Dean could heard the pain in Castiel's voice, he was feeling the same way. He didn't want to be separated from Castiel if possible. This relationship they have has to be unhealthy, to be this attached in only four days, but it felt so right. It felt like they had been together for years and he didn't want to lose it. Unshed tears stung Dean's eyes, "Yea, sure. Let's stay at my hotel room though. It's a bit bigger." Castiel nodded, he wrapped his upper body around the arm Dean had resting on the center counsel. Skin to skin is the best medicine...