Never Let Go||A Destiel AU Fanfiction

Chapter 38

"You're part of the past, but now you're the future." ~Lana Del Rey

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Castiels' Point of View

Dean was coming back tonight.

Castiel couldn't keep in his excitement as he made burgers, one of Deans' favorite foods-he was hoping they wouldn't be dry, or that he wouldn't burn their apartment down.

Dean would be here by 7, and it was already 6:40 and Cas was pacing in the kitchen, looking out the door to see if Dean was already here.

He missed the feeling of those lips against his, his hands' warm, calloused touch, a laugh that turned his guts inside out.

Castiel was opening the pack of red-skinned potatoes when the door opened, his heavy footsteps had Castiels' heart pounding against his ribs.

He turned, saw Dean flash a smile, wide and giddy.

Castiel scrambled out of the kitchen, wrapping Dean in a hug tighter than ever before.

"Hey baby," Dean laughed, hands smoothing on his back like before, his intoxicating cologne stinging his nostrils. Cas turned his head up, kissing Dean hard and needy wrapped around it, he was so alone, he needed Dean to be back.

The kiss was passionate, mouths clashing on top of each other, hands roaming over every dip and edge of their bodies.

"I've missed you," Cas cried between the kiss, tugging the edge of Deans' slightly longer hair, the stubble of his jaw brushing against Cas' clean shaved face. He missed that too, the stubble of his hair that aligned his jaw, the way his eyes snapped from innocent to desperate in a quick second.

Dean lifted Cas onto the counter, resting his forehead against Castiels', heavy breaths from their long-lasting kiss.

Deans' eyes turned to the stove, a smile tugging his lips, "You made burgers for me?"

Cas nodded, grinning. Deans' fingers peeked under the black apron, eyes dancing dangerously. "Wow."

"What?" Cas asked, a warmth flooding his skin. And suddenly, he felt self-conscious, was there a stain on his teeth? Greased hair?

"I'm just realizing you got even more gorgeous." Dean muttered, shaking his head, "So perfect."

Castiel chuckled, "I love it when you just spoil me like that."

"You deserve it." His lips raised, "you deserve a lot of things...actually."

Castiels' breath hitched, "Maybe after dinner."

"Or now," Dean said lowly, "The burgers will be fine."

Something about the tone of his voice drew Cas insane, it was caressing his brain, drawing him to agree...like hypnosis. Cas nodded, and Dean untied the back of the apron, letting it fall against the counter.

*Authors Note: I suck at describing smut...time lapse. Sorry huns❤️️😂

"They got dry Dean." Castiel groaned, shifting on his seat; his thighs already sore.

Dean smiled with a mouth full of burger, "I think they're good."

Cas cackled, "You're disgusting."

Dean smacked on a fry, a smudge of ketchup on the corner of his mouth. He ate like a 4 year old: fingers oily, dozens of used napkins surrounding him like a fort, and a method of eating with his mouth full.

"Close your mouth." Cas chuckled, Dean grinned.

"Sure thing Cassy." He said, French Fries smacking in his mouth.