If I Just Lay Here. // Destiel

Migraine

Dean falls asleep straight away, but is woken up a few hours later to the sound of someone pacing the corridor. He gets out of bed and opens his door and walks down the corridor, from Charlie's room, he hears, 'To All of You,' by Syd Matters playing, quietly, he smiles, she listens to that every night. He goes round the corner and sees Castiel. He is pacing with a hand on his head. "Hey, you okay man?" Dean walks towards Castiel, who looks at him,
"Oh yeah, I just get migraines some of the time. And it was really warm in the spare room. I'm not complaining, I just had to take a short walk,"
"You, er, want some aspirin?"
"If you've got some, that'd be great thanks." Castiel follows Dean into the bathroom, and Dean hands him two of the small pills. "Thanks," Castiel takes them as he says it.
"Erm, hey, would you, y'know, find it easier to sleep in my room, I've got a sofa bed. I could have that. That rooms always been hot, but mines quite cold."
Castiel agrees on the condition, that he has the sofa bed rather than Dean, who eventually relents. He goes to the storage cupboard next to Sam's room and gets a sheet and blanket out, and a pillow. When he gets back to the room, Castiel has managed to, sort the sofa bed out, so it resembles a bed. Dean throws the bedding on the floor, and starts to make the bed. "Your room is nice." Castiel looks round admiringly as he says it. He sits on Dean's bed who finishes setting up the sofa bed, and sits next to him.
Dean's room has dark red wallpaper and is covered in organised posters of classic rock bands, his bed has a simple wooden frame, but him and Bobby had painted it grey when he was young. His closet was also wooden, and had been painted the same shade of grey as the bed. There is tall mirror on the wall next to the door, and all of Dean's photographs from over the years on the same wall as his shelf unit. It was simple, but home. "Thanks. It hasn't changed much since I was a kid though," Castiel shrugs, and Dean continues in a mock posh voice. "And thank you greatly, for your compliment Castiel." Castiel grins in reply. "We should go to sleep."
Castiel agrees, and they settle themselves, Castiel on the sofa bed and Dean on his own. Only Castiel doesn't go to sleep, he lies on his side and watches Dean's back, and the little bit poking out from under his shirt.

Castiel does go to sleep at some point however, as he's woken up by Dean and Charlie quietly conversing in the hall, it sounds as though Dean is explaining to Charlie why Castiel was in his room. "It is really warm in there, I remember when I first stayed over, when I was like nine, I slept in there, and it was so hot! But I was scared to get out of bed and tell you, because I'd have to go past your parents room, and I was convinced they'd call me a baby and lock me in, so I sat on the window pane, for hours." Castiel chuckles slightly, and sits on the bed and runs his hands through his hair. His migraine is gone, he stands up and starts packing away the bedding, Dean walks in behind him. "Did I wake you?"
"Nah, I normally wake up at..." he looks at his watch and continues almost shocked. "Seven!"
"Yeah, sorry, we had to get up early, y'see, Charlie applied at Yale too, only she was a late applicant and hasn't got her letter yet. But there's an open day thing today, so the three of us were going to go. You can come if you want?"
"That'd be nice. Thanks. Do I have time to go and get some clothes."
"You can borrow some of mine, we're about the same size anyway." Castiel is flattered by the offer, and looks through Dean's clothes. He chuckles. "That's a LOT of flannel." Dean laughs,
"I know, you don't seem like a flannel kind of guy though, check the closet on the spare room, whatever you choose out of there, you can keep, that stuffs never been worn."
"Are you sure?!" Shocked that Dean had literally just given him clothes. Dean nods and Castiel continues, "erm, can I use your bathroom?"
"Yeah sure, you know where it is right?" Castiel nods. Dean goes to the door and shouts over the banister. "Sam, don't go in the bathroom for a while, okay?"
"Yeah whatever. Can Jess come with us by the way?!" Sam shouts back.
"If she wants to."
"Thanks!"
Castiel smiles at Dean and leaves the room, he walks towards Sam's room, and Dean interjects. "Uh, Cas? That's the wrong room." He points to the bathroom.
"Oh," Castiel replies in a mock stupid tone. "Did you just call me Cas?"
"Er yeah, sorry, just easier."
"No it's cool. I think I prefer that."
They look into each other's eyes and smile timidly.
When Castiel reappears, he has put on a white shirt, black pants and a beige trench coat.
"Not bad," is Dean's reaction.