Back in Blackberry

Chapter eight

Cas and Dean fell into a sort of rhythm over the next few weeks. Cas was starting to be able to make his own way around the apartment, which was why he was walking on his own one Sunday morning. He was just wandering, trailing his hand across the wall, when he came across a door he didn't quite remember. He tried it and it was open, so he went inside. After feeling around for a few minutes, he was confused. It seemed to be a bedroom, but... wasn't there only one bedroom in Dean's apartment?

"What are you doing in here?" Cas whirled around when he heard Dean's voice.

"I- I just found it. I thought there was only one bedroom," he said. He heard Dean sigh.

"Yeah, I don't... come in here much," he said.

"Why? Did you... have a boyfriend or something?" Cas asked. Dean huffed out a laugh.

"No. Not really. This was... Sam's room," he said.

"Sam? Who's that?" Cas asked, confused.

"Sam's my brother. Was my brother, I guess..." Cas could hear Dean's voice getting softer.

"Did he... die?" Cas asked hesitantly.

"No, he..." Dean took a shaky breath. "He just... doesn't ever want to see me." Cas didn't know what to say.

"I'm sorry," he eventually said. Dean didn't respond.

"I'm fine," Dean said, but Cas could hear the waver in his voice. He took a few tentative steps forward and reached out. When he felt Dean's shoulder, he pulled him into a tight hug. Dean stiffened slightly, but he quickly relaxed and placed his hands on Cas' back.

"Thanks, Cas," he said. Cas just rubbed his hand up and down Dean's back. Dean let out a breath and they let each other go.

"I'm sorry I brought all this up," Cas said.

"It would've come out sooner or later," Dean said. Cas perked up.

"Sooner or later? You mean... I might stay?"

(Sorry that this is a short chapter, but a short chapter is better than no chapter at all, right? No? Okay, my bad.)