Falling For the Angels // Destiel & Samifer

Chapter Thirty Five

~Castiel~

"I don't understand", I said to Charlie, my eyes still glued to the TV, "How did they choose who to send a Hogwarts letter to?"

"This is a film about magic and you're worried about how the postage works?" Charlie laughed before pausing the TV to which I frowned, "What's been going on here while I've been gone?"

"Not much", I replied.

"Are you and Dean getting on?" Charlie asked suggestively with a knowing smirk.

"What makes you say it like that?" my body tensed up.

"Cas, your hair is messed up, your shirt is creased at the front and I saw the way you two kept looking at each other earlier", Charlie explained, "I mean, I'm not exactly Sherlock Holmes but I can tell when two people have a secret romance going on".

"Oh", I looked down with embarrassment.

"I always knew you two would happen", Charlie couldn't keep the smile off her face.

"Do you mind not telling anyone?" I requested shyly, "I think Dean is having trouble with accepting his feelings".

"Of course", Charlie nodded, "I really hope it goes well for you two".

"Thank you", I smiled.

Just before Charlie could put Harry Potter back on, the front door opened and in walked Dean and Sam.

My face lit up when I saw Dean and he greeted me with a bright smile.

"I still can't believe you're here", Sam said to Charlie.

"Well, get used to it because I won't be leaving again so easily this time", Charlie bravely said.

"I believe you", Sam laughed, "I'll be right back. I'm going to the bathroom".

Dean began walking to his bedroom.

"And where are you going?" Charlie folded her arms.

"I'll just be five minutes", Dean reassured us.

He went into his room and Charlie quickly turned to me.

"Dean couldn't stop looking at you back there", Charlie giddily told me, "He was just watching you".

"Charlie, this isn't some high school relationship", I said sternly.

It was silent for a while.

"Was he really looking at me?" I eventually gave in.

"You bet!" Charlie laughed, "I bet he went in there to sort out his hair".

"Why?"

"For you, idiot!" Charlie lightly pushed my shoulder, "Hold on, I think he's coming back".

On cue, Dean walked out and his hair looked newly groomed. Charlie and I shared a look before she burst out laughing. I tried to hide my smirk but failed miserably.

"You guys, I swear", Dean shook his head with a small smile and then his eyes met mine, "Cas, can I talk to you for a second?"

"Okay", I got up and followed him into his bedroom.

Before walking in, I turned back to look at Charlie and she winked at me. I shut the door behind us.

"What was it you wanted to-"

Before I could finish my sentence, I was pushed against the wall with a pair of lips smashing into mine. I happily wrapped my arms around Dean's body as he held the back of my neck firmly. Dean moaned quietly against my lips before pulling back and gazing at me.

"I can't keep myself away from you", Dean said breathlessly.

"Then don't".

I kissed him lightly, holding his face in my hands. I didn't want to stop but I knew that we couldn't stay in here for too long.

"Come on", I pulled away, softly stroking Dean's shoulder.

He sighed at the loss of our closeness but agreed to follow me out. Sam and Charlie were casually talking but they stopped when we walked in.

"I ordered pizza", Sam announced and my eyes lit up because I had enjoyed that particular food when Dean and I were out.

"Good", Dean smiled, "We need a normal evening for once".

Sam and Charlie sat on the couch, watching random TV shows whilst Dean and I sat on chairs behind them, secretly holdings hands under the table.