Nothing Else Matters

The song Nothing Else Matters by Metallica. It's my favorite song right now. I suggest you listen to it, it's amazing. 

Most Destiel fics that I've seen were high school Au's and I didn't really like that, so I'm going to write a normal spn Fanfiction for those who agree with me. I do not own any of the characters btw. Anyway, hope you like the first chapter! There might be some spoilers from season 10! 

Dean's POV

The Mark of Cain is really starting to get to me. I need to kill something. I need to torture something. It's gotten so bad that I lock myself in my room at the bunker. Sam knows what's up, so he doesn't let me go on hunts anymore. Especially after the Metatron scene.

Cas comes around sometimes to make sure I'm okay. When he isn't doing angel stuff in Heaven, we talk for hours. When I say talk, I mean I pour my feelings out. Yeah, yeah. Dean Winchester pouring out his feelings? Yeah, I need to do it sometimes. It helps. Cas knows the most about me. He knows things that even Sam doesn't know. I also can't help think about the angel all the time.

Today was like any other day. I woke up and went to go get my coffee. Then, I went back to my room and ate a cherry pie. I was doing some research on the mark when I got a text from Cas.

C: I need your help.

D: What's up

C: I went to a bar and a woman tried taking my clothes off, so I pushed her off and asked why she was doing this to herself and she ran away crying. A security officer came in a threw me out. I don't know where I am, Dean.

D: Oh my lord Cas, how innocent can you be? I'm on my way. I tracked your phone.

C: Okay, Dean, but hurry some guy just tried to take my trench-coat

D: Don't worry, You're not that far away. Don't smite anyone

C: Okay

I grabbed my coat and headed out. Sam saw me before I could leave, "Hey, where are you going Dean?"

"Oh, Cas went to a bar, almost got laid, but got kicked out because he offended the girl. He needs a ride, so I'm going to go get him."

Sam looked uncertain, "You sure you don't need anyone to go with you?"

"Yes Sammy. He's not that far away."

"Okay, be safe."

"Yep," I said as I left the bunker. I drove to the location Cas was in. I was listening to some Led Zeppelin on the way there, but I couldn't get the image of Cas' beautiful face out of my mind. His bright blue... ALRIGHT DEAN THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT.

A few minutes later I found Cas sitting on a bench with a half-eaten hot dog. He was studying it like he discovered some new chemical. Honestly, it was kind of cute. WOW, DEAN WHERE DID THAT COME FROM? I shook that thought off and parked the Impala.

I walked up to Cas and sat down next to him, "So where did you find that hot dog?"

"I was just sitting here and some child gave it to me and said, 'Here, you need this more than I do,' which I don't understand because I don't eat. It tastes like particles."

I laughed. The kid thought he was homeless. Well I mean Cas does look like an adorable broken puppy. JESUS DEAN YOU'RE NOT GAY, "Come on Cas let's get you back to the bunker."

We drove back to the bunker in silence. When we got back, Sam immediately greeted us, "Hey Cas heard you almost got laid, buddy."

"I do not want to be laid upon. That would be quite odd."

"No, Cas, what he means is... you know what, nevermind," Sam and I laughed, while Cas looked mildly confused.

"I would like to know what being laid means."

"Cas, I think we must keep your mind as innocent as possible."

"Alright, I'm going to go back to my research Dean," Sam said as he went back to his study hole.

"Okay Sammy, I'm going back to my room," When I walked back to my room, Cas was following me.

Knowing he was going to follow me all the way into my room, I said, "So, what's up Cas?"

"The sky, I believe. Why are you always asking me that question?"

I rolled my eyes then laughed, "Cas, it's an expression. It means like what's going on in your life, or what you are doing at that moment."

"You humans and your expressions. Anyway, what's up is, I believe, following you to your room."

I rolled my eyes again, "Alright, close enough," I sat down on my bed and sighed. I'm tired and the mark is getting worse and worse every day. I'm having more frequent nightmares that keep getting worse and worse. I was kind of confused about my thoughts earlier too, but I wasn't going to think about that now. Cas could be listening.

"Yes, I am listening, Dean," I jumped forgetting about Cas for a moment, "What are you confused about Dean?"

"My sexuality. I have fallen for an amazing angel. I'm almost always thinking of those bright, electric blue eyes. I could stare into them for eternity. That sexy trenchcoat he always wears. The soft,messy hair that you can run your fingers through oh so easily..." I said dreamily. Then, Cas cleared his throat. I jumped again and turned beet red. Did I really say that out loud? What the hell is wrong with you Dean? Am I really gay for Cas? I mean he is reaaaaaaally cute and sexy. Oh, my god, I have definitely fallen for him. Dammit, why did I have to say that out loud. Dean, you are quite stupid.

I looked up at Cas and he actually looked flustered. Cas doesn't usually show emotion that often. Maybe he looks embarrassed because he didn't like the idea of a guy, especially me, liking him. That's probably it. I have no chance whatsoever. This is why I don't get close to people. I got so caught up in my thoughts, I didn't realize that Cas was most likely listening to my thoughts. I also didn't notice that he moved so that he was sitting next to me.

"Dean..." Cas started.

"Nope don't want to hear it. I know you don't like me back. It's fine. I should have never---" I was cut off by Cas's lips slamming onto mine. It took a few seconds for my brain to wrap around what was happening. When my senses kicked back into gear, I relaxed and kissed Cas back.

Not gonna lie, but that was the best kiss ever. Cas's lips were a little chapped but soft at the same time and I loved it. Our lips moved so well together and it was addicting. I kissed with all I had and I could tell Cas was too. After a while, I had to pull back for air. My forehead was rested on Cas's, and we both stared deep into the other's eyes. 

Cas smiled, "Who said I didn't like you back? I've liked you for a while now.Your thoughts are really loud, Dean. I heard all the thoughts you were having earlier. I still don't see how I'm a broken puppy, though."

I chuckled a bit. Maybe I should just stop thinking, so he wouldn't read my thoughts so much, "Ignore that Cas. All that matters now is that we have each other," I kissed Cas again. I meant for it to be just a peck, but before I could pull away, Cas pulled me back in again for a much deeper kiss. I smiled into the kiss and Cas just pulled me closer. His hands were still on the side of my face, while mine snaked around his waist.

I heard someone at the door of my room, but I didn't care. Cas was much more important. I heard a small throat clear and a "Finally," at my door. Cas just made a motion of his hand and the door closed shut. I heard Sam chuckle and walk away.

I smiled again. This was the first time I've ever felt like this, and I definitely don't want it to go away. I forgot about the mark. I forgot about Crowley, Rowena, the Stynes, Charlie, and the list continues, but right now nothing else matters. 

 Hope it was good enough for you guys. I enjoyed writing this one. Sorry for not posting any stories in a while. Life is crazy right now. Anyway, what should I do for my next story? Hope you have a good day!

~Molly :)