Destiel/Sabriel Oneshots

Destiel-Strangeland

Summary: Strangeland songfic... Strangeland is a song and album by Keane, and omgs, the feels. Also I wrote this while being pissed at my friends, so v angst

Note: the meaning of the song and the actual oneshot are quite different, but it works well enough

Note 2: the songs is nice and fluffy, then takes a complete 90° turn. Seeing how I'm not that terrible, I laced the angst throughout the fic.

Word count: 3k wow

No POV:

Lover I remember
Laying out a map
Throwing our possessions
In the van

Your tapes piled on the backseat
And a camera in your hand
Dressed for our arrival
In the Strangeland

The 16 year old Castiel Novak wished he could say that he was more surprised to see his injured best friend and boyfriend, Dean Winchester, standing in his front lawn at 3 AM, with his 13 year old brother.

John Winchester was not a kind father to Dean. After drowning himself in alcohol was not enough, the monster known as John turned to abusing Dean. "I need you, Cas" he what he would say over the phone, whenever it would happen... At the beginning. And then he started to believe he deserved it. Which was when the late night calls stopped coming.

Every night since it began, Cas had offered the Winchester his home as their own. He and Sam were practically living there, what with Cas and Gabe as their best friends (and boyfriend). Even his parents had agreed to housing them. But Dean had always said no.

But back to the moment.

"He slapped Sammy" Dean said, after a few moments of silence. The tired and frazzled sex-haired boy quickly jumped into action, rushing the two into the house, realizing they had two duffle bags with them. He quickly, without asking them, made a cup of tea for Sam and brought a root beer for Dean. They've been friends for long enough for Cas to memorize everything they liked for every mood. "So..." Dean said. "I decided it's probably time to take you up on that offer, staying over for a while..." He said, trying to smile but the cut on his bottom lip from where John surely punched him making him wince. Castiel sighed, walking over to the boy he loved, wrapping his arms around him, and kissing his forehead.

He was sure that things were gonna get better, the things are gonna change. It just takes time.

Two weeks later

"Are you sure that this school is gonna be okay?" Dean asked. "Yes, I'm sure it's gonna be great!" Cas said.

And he was right, it was great. Maybe a little too great.

Strangeland blind
You got no reason, you got no rhyme
You give no time
To put things right
To put things right

From the day Dean joined the Highschool Cas and Gabe were attending, he was immediately sucked into the popular crowd, with Lisa and Crowley and Lillith, Cas had said nothing to him at all the things they said. How they constantly taunt him for his sexuality, the way he behaves and dresses, the way he acts, everything.

Dean had, of course, only thought it was a playful joke. The guy didn't realize how much he blocked out with so much denial swarming through his head.

But of course Castiel had never said anything, why would he? His boyfriend was finally happy, who cares if the sparkle he gets in his eyes isn't caused just by Cas anymore? He has friends now. Actual friends. Who cares if they happen to be dicks?