"Fuck, Cas." Dean panted.
"Almost. There. Keep going."
Sweat glistened on Cas' forehead as he breathed heavily.
As they finally walked up the last few steps, they dropped couch next to their new apartment door. "Did you have to pick such a damn heavy couch?" Dean asked, out of breath as he wiped the back of his hand on his forehead.
"It was a nice couch." Cas shrugged.
"Jesus Christ." Dean shook his head. "Well I'm hungry. You up for burgers, Cas?"
"Yeah, yeah, fine. Let's go have burgers for dinner again, for like, the fifth time in a row." Cas rolled his eyes, a smile tugging at his lips.
"Hey, I make some damn good burgers." Dean defended.
"Yes, you do." Cas tugged Dean's hands towards him, pulling him into a short kiss. "Time to get the couch inside. How fun." Dean sarcastically said, lifting up his end.
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chatroom // destiel
Fanfiction❝ you're my angel ❞ cas joins a online chatroom { a short destiel fic }
