Supernatural One Shots

Hospital (Dean x Cas) i/f

Dean woke up in a hospital. He was in an itchy hospital gown, covered with a blanket, his head propped up on two pillows. He hurt all over, but the pain was slightly dulled by what he assumed was morphine. They had been on a hunt, he remembered, but he was fuzzy on the details.

He looked around, but the room was empty. Not ten seconds later, a nurse entered the room. The first thing Dean noticed was how hot his nurse was. He had thick, black hair and ocean blue eyes. Ever since Dean admitted to himself that he was bisexual, he allowed himself to appreciate the finer things in life - cute dudes.

The nurse smiled. "Mr. Winchester. You're finally awake." He walked over to Dean and started taking his pulse. Dean stared at the man standing next to him, speechless. His hair was messy, but in a sexy way. He had a look of concentration on his face as he took Dean's pulse. He had nice hands and he was gentle.

"Your heart is beating a little fast. How are you feeling?" He took his stethoscope off his shoulders and listened to Dean's heart and lungs.

"I've had worse." The nurse raised an eyebrow. His face was only a few inches from Dean's. "Call me Dean." Then he continued somewhat nervously. "I think my heart's beating fast because you're so attractive." The nurse quickly turned away. He reached up behind Dean, looking at the IV bags, seeing how much fluid was left in each one. "I mean," Dean continued, "I can't remember the last time I saw someone as hot as you."

The man went to the end of the bed, and put down the chart. He looked at Dean, trying to hide his emotions. "That's... flattering. I, uh, have to go tell your doctor that you're awake. Is there anything I can get you before I leave?"

"Yes, actually. Could you find my brother for me?"

"Absolutely."

Dean continued, "What about your number?" He grinned and leaned forward. The movement sent a wave a pain through his body. He instantly groaned in pain and fell back against the bed.

"How about we settle for giving you more pain medication?"

"Yeah," Dean breathed. "That'd be nice."

The nurse adjusted the morphine drip. "I'll be back later," he promised.

The nurse turned to leave. "Wait." Dean reached out and grabbed his scrubs. "Can you at least tell me your name?"

The nurse turned his head to the side, but didn't look at Dean. "Castiel Novak."

Dean nodded and let go, his arm suddenly felt heavy from the morphine. He fell asleep almost immediately, only to be woken up what felt like a minute later. Dean looked up to see an elderly man with a kind face staring down at him. Dean blinked a few times, his eyelids heavy. "Good to see you awake, Dean. You had us scared earlier."

"What happened?" Dean asked.

"While we were hiking in the woods, a bear came at us and attacked you." The lie from Sam didn't even sound rehearsed. Dean looked to his right to see Sam standing by his bedside. He looked tired.

"You look awful, Sam." Sam rolled his eyes, but he wasn't actually annoyed.

A voice to Dean's left spoke up. "He stayed with you this whole time. I kept telling him to go home and rest, but he insisted."

Dean turned his head to the side to see Cas standing there, clutching a clipboard to his chest. The corner of Dean's lip turned up in a small smile. "Hey, Cas." Castiel squinted his eyes at the new nickname.

"Well, Dean." Dean looked back at the doctor in front of him. His lab coat said he was Dr. Corman. "You're stable now, but you were pretty badly injured, so we're going to keep you here a little while longer."