Just a Word (Destiel w/ some Sabriel)

The Difficulty of Being a Fangirl

"Sup bitches?" Asked Charlie when Cas and Dean say at her table.

"Eh, nothing much. I broke up with Hester," said Cas.

Dean froze. HELL YEAH! Calm down, he's still straight. Yeah but now we're one step closer.

"Oh. Why?"

"She was a grade A bitch."

"Mnnh kay."

"So," started Charlie, " you guys together yet?" she said moving her finger between Cas and Dean.

"W-what?! No!" spluttered Dean. Smooth. Fuck you.

"Ughh. You see the difficulty of being a fangirl? The ships never wanna be together."

Half of this ship does. True.

Cas just rolled his eyes. Then Dorothy, Charlie's girlfriend, came over and they started making out. Everyone groaned. "So Clarence, does that purple shit come out?" asked Meg gesturing to his hair. "Yes, it does eventually."

Oh thank god, his hair is so pretty when it's just black.

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Dean was staying at Cas' house again.

It was 2:00 AM Dean was having a nightmare. Of his mother dying.

He shot up in his sleeping bag, breathing heavily. Cas groaned and sat up next to Dean. "Hey, what's wrong?"
"Nightmare," he breathed.

*Flashback*

"My mom used to sing me Hey Jude to me before I went to sleep," a seven year old Dean told Cas, " it helps when I have nightmares."

*End Flashback*

Cas took a deep breath.

"Hey Jude, don't make it bad. Take a sad song and make it better.

Remember to let her into your heart. Then you can start to make it better.

Hey Jude, don't be afraid. You were made to go or a get her.

The minute you let her under your skin, then you begin to make it better."

By the time he finished the song Dean's breathing had returned to normal and his head was in Cas' lap. He had never heard Cas sing before. It was amazing.

"T-thanks," he said shakily. Cas smiled down at him, "Anytime." Castiel lay back down and Dean laid next to him.

"You can sing well, ya know?"

"I know," Cas said with a smirk before rolling over and going back to sleep.