AM- Destiel [COMPLETED]

dine and wine

"You know I could help you, right?" Dean nervously held his arms out, to catch Castiel if His legs gave up.

"I'm fine, Dean. I got this" Cas smiled up at Dean, pushing himself to his feet, and holding the frame of the door to steady himself

"Come on, just let me help. Your legs are hurt, and I don't need you to be falling" Dean pleaded, putting his hand on Castiel's shoulder

"I have got his, I don't need help. Its walking not running" Castiel stubbornly refused, taking a step forward and staying still

"Cas-" Dean started, trying to find words to express what he wanted

"Dean, I just need you to do one thing. just let me do this, please" Castiel begged, his knees almost buckling, but he held on to the wall.

"Why won't you use the cane? Or the wheelchair? They'll make your life easier"

"Because I'm not an in need person. I'm fine, and people who are fine walk, with no help! I dont need a cane or a fucking wheelchair" Castiel yelled, to the ground more to than Dean.

"But cas, you're not fine. You're weak and you need to 're-strengthen yourself, and stubborning your way out of this one won't help."

"I'm fine" Castiel insisted, taking a step forward, Dean beside him.

"You're really not" Dean argued back, grabbing hold of Castiel's casted arm "you need help, you need your cane, you need to be careful and you need to listen to me, stop being a hard headed and use your goddamn mind" Dean urged, letting go of Castiel.

"No" Castiel shook his head, sliding down the wall "I'm fine, I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm...I'm fine...fine" Castiel rested his face in his Palm, Dean kneeling beside him.

"Hey, hey. Come on, don't cry" Dean soothes, hugging Castiel and kissing the top of his head "come on, baby. Cas, its not as bad as you're making yourself think it is. Come on" Dean rubbed Castiel's back, one hand buried in his hair.

Dean rested on humming random songs that popped into his mind until Castiel stopped sobbing. "Hey, are you alright?" Dean whispered, after Castiel shifted under him.

"I'm fine" Castiel mumbled, wrapping his arm around dean's waist "Just get me the cane, I'm starving"

"I have our dinner ready, I just need you stay put"