Falling For the Angels // Destiel & Samifer

Chapter Fifty Seven

~Dean~

In the morning, Cas woke me up by pressing a kiss against my forehead.

"Morning", I smiled, wrapping my arms around him.

"Dean", Cas sighed heavily, "Please stay here today. You don't have to get involved. I don't want you getting involved".

"Cas, why are you so worried?" I asked him, "I don't understand. It's just Crowley".

"Just Crowley?" Cas laughed slightly, "He's the King of Hell".

"Yeah, but he's not so bad", I shrugged, "We know him. I know you two don't exactly get along but he's more scared of you than you are him".

Before Cas could reply, we both heard Sam's bedroom door open. I arose from the bed and walked over to the door, slightly opening it to be greeted by a moody-looking Sam. I turned back to Cas and gave him a reassuring smile before closing the door on him to talk to Sam.

"When did you get back?" I asked, raising my eyebrows at how fatigued he looked.

"Late", Sam murmured, trying to fight back a lingering yawn, "Or early. I got back in the morning, about an hour ago".

"Where did you go?" I questioned suspiciously, "You don't look too good".

"I-" Sam paused to press his hand against his forehead, groaning in pain, "-am never drinking again".

"Rough night?" I laughed, patting him on the back as I made my way towards the bathroom door.

"You could say that", Sam muttered.

Just as I went to open the door, Sam stopped me hesitantly.

"Wait. Dean?" Sam called out with an uncomfortable edginess in his voice.

"Yeah?"

"Do you..." Sam inhaled almost shakily, avoiding eye contact, "Do you think it's possible to suddenly start seeing someone in a completely different way?"

"What do you mean?" I asked, not understanding.

"Did you always see Cas in a romantic way?" Sam tried to explain it in another way, "Or did it just happen unexpectedly?"

"Sammy, you know how I feel about chick-flick conversations", I joked.

"Never mind", Sam looked at the ground and shook his head with a small smile, "I just can't think straight with this damn hangover".

"Let me tell you a way to get rid of a hangover", I started with a smirk, "Get more drunk".

Sam rolled his eyes and laughed.

"Yeah, thanks for the advice", Sam smiled sarcastically before I finally went into the bathroom.

During the process of brushing my teeth, there was a knock at the door.

"Uh, Dean?" Sam called from the other side of the door.

"What?" I asked, my mouth occupied by toothpaste.

"I think someone's here to see you", Sam informed me with confusion in his voice.

I quickly finished and opened the door expectantly. Sam stepped sideways to reveal Crowley smirking at me.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked with annoyance, "We were supposed to come to you!"

"I got bored", Crowley shrugged, "Where's the boyfriend?"

"Crowley knows?" Sam asked and he seemed irritated, "Did he know before me?"

"Actually I witnessed their first blossoming love which was shared in the-"

"Crowley, shut up", I snapped and pushed past them both and gestured to my bedroom, "Cas is in there. Just give us a minute, okay?"

Crowley turned to Sam with an amused smile and Sam glared in response.

Opening the door, I stood for a few seconds and simply watched Cas who was hugging a pillow close to his chest and snoring lightly. He had gotten so much better at falling asleep quickly ever since he moved in here. It broke my heart to wake him up when he looked so peaceful.

I ran my hand through his soft hair and his eyes fluttered open, glancing up at me.

"Crowley's here", I informed him.

"But we were supposed-"

"I know", I nodded, "But it's Crowley. He's impatient".

Ironically, at that moment, Crowley heavily knocked on the door and yelled at us to hurry up. Cas had moved all of his clothes into my bedroom so I left him for a few minutes to get changed.

Moments later, after Cas had hurriedly brushed his teeth, Crowley folded his arms and rolled his eyes impatiently.

"Can I at least have a shower?" Cas asked but Crowley shook his head.

"You both look lovely", Crowley sarcastically said, approaching the front door, "Now come on".

"Wait", I stopped him, "We're not staying here? All we're doing is talking, Crowley. We're not having a day out".

"I know that", Crowley expressed, "Don't be so boring. Fancy a trip to Hell?"

"Absolutely not", I refused immediately.

"Listen, I need a favour", Crowley admitted.

"As well as the other favour you asked for?" Cas asked with an irritated expression.

"Fine", Crowley's hand started to open the door, "Have fun finding your grace by yourself!"

"Wait", Cas quickly stopped him and Crowley grinned with satisfaction, "What do you want?"

"I knew you'd come around", Crowley clapped his hands together with excitement.