Sastiel One Shots

Personal Space, Cas

Dean was sitting at the kitchen table, eating his burger and drinking his beer.

He heard the sound of feet and looked up. He was surprised when he saw Cas on Sam's back, arms around his neck and legs around his waist.

Dean sighed. "Cas, we talked about that. Personal Space?"

Sam rolled his eyes. "I told him I didn't care, Dean."

Cas nodded in agreement with Sam. He had a small smile on his face. "You're the only one who has a problem with personal space, Dean."

"Yeah, well-"

"And besides," Sam interrupted Dean. "I think my boyfriend can invade my space anytime he wants." He smirked and walked away.

"Wait, WHAT?! BOYFRIEND?!"

The only response he got was a couple of giggles from Sam and Cas.

"SINCE WHEN?!"

Both of them ignored Dean with quiet laughter.

Cas nuzzled his head into Sam's neck as he walked. "I love you, Sam."

"I love you too, Castiel." Sam replied with a smile.