Hold me, Angel. (destiel)

Chapter 6

*Dean*

It was finally here. Parade day! He planned to head out before his dad got home and hang with Cas till it was time to go. He was so excited. He dug out the rainbow flag from the bottom of his bag and some cheap hair spray he bought. He carefully sprayed his hair so it was pink, purple, and blue. He put on some hot pink lipstick that he got from a Halloween store. It was like 49 cents, so he bought it. The rest he was going to do with Cas. He was about to leave when the door swung open.

"Hey boys, I'm ho--" he stopped seeing Dean. " What the hell!?"

"Dad I can explain."

" Sit your ass down. What the fuck is wrong with you? A fag flag! And what's that shit on your face?! My son is not gay. Wash that off, you're not going anywhere. " John yelled.

Sam looked up from his book and scared look on his face.

" You're right, Dad. I'm not gay, I'm bi. And if you can't accept me then I don't want to be your son! So you listen to me. I'm nineteen years old! So I am going to leave this hotel room and go to a pride parade, where I will have a great time with my boyfriend and there's nothing you can do. So mo-"

Before he could finish. Something knocked him to the floor. He looked up. John had just hit him in the face! He touched his cheek. He tasted a mix of blood and lipstick, when he licked his lips.

"Dean, I didn't mean to. I'm sorry" John said, trying to help him up.

"Get off me" Dean whispered. "I SAID GET OFF ME"

John backed off.  Dean got up and stuffed all his stuff in his bag and zipped it up. He stormed towards the door before someone grabbed his arm.

"Dean, please don't leave." Sammy pleaded.

"Sam, I'm sorry. I can't." He replied pulling away.

*Cas*

He framed the art and was waiting for Dean to get there. They were going to get ready together. Dean was late he had said he'd be here by 5 but Cas wasn't worried the parade didn't start till 8.

Ding dong

He rushed downstairs and opened the door. But he stopped in shock. Dean was crying and he had a split lip. Cas immediately wrapped his arms around him.

"What happened? Who did this? I- I need to call the police. I need an ice pack or something. " He was rambling.

He sat on the floor, pulling Dean with him. He shut the door with his foot.

"No Cas. He,he hit me."

"I need to make it better. I need some antibacterial creme. I nee--"

"Dammit Cas!" Dean shouted at him. "Just hold me, Cas! Hold me."

His voice slowly turned into a whisper, "Hold me, Angel."

Cas pulled Dean so close and held him tight.

"Did John hit you?" He asked

Deab nodded and leaned his head into the crease in Cas' neck.Then stayed like this for a good thirty minutes till Dean pulled away.

"We, um, we have to get ready."

"No, we don't have to go."

Dean stood up and looked at him.

"Of course, we're going." He sniffled, taking Cas' hand and pulling him up. "C'mon."

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