sick || destiel au

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  "I um I well ugh" Castiel took a deap breath before continuing "There is no easy way to say this but I only have about two months to um live." Castiel announced looking down at the wooden floors of the small café starting a coughing fit. Castiel did not fear death it doesn't seem pleasent to die but there comes a point in ones life where its time to go. He feared of leaving the ones he loved.

  Sam a good friend of Castiel and Dean's younger brother who sat on the other end of the table sat in shock and disbelief. 

  "Oh um wow okay" Was all that the tall man could say. How was he supposed to react. His best friend, his brother's boyfriend just confessed he was dying.

  "How did Dean take the um news?" Sam asked washing his hands over his face. He was overwhelmed and just couldnt accept what Castiel just told him.When he heard no response from the dying man in front of him he looked up only to see a a crying Castiel looking down at the floor frowning desperately trying to blink back tear but miserably failing. 

  "I um I didn't tell him." The crying man said licking his lips with his tounge

A moment of silence entered their conversation.

  "Oh god Castiel what are you going to do?" Sam asked him.

  "I wish I knew Sam." Castiel replied. 

  What was he going to do? He's going to die. Maybe I just shouldn't tell him he thought. He knew that wouldn't be a good idea but what was. How was Dean going to react? All these things just raced in his mind and was making him well up with more tears. 

  "Im sorry." Was the final thing Sam said before patting Castiel's shoulder and disappearing out the door leaving Castiel to his cup of tea and thoughts.

  Castiel was too scared to tell Dean