Reaping (DESTIEL) [ON HOLD]

Cas Tries To Undergo The First Trial.

CAS'S POV
"These trials don't go in any specific order and you won't be sync with one another. So anything can happen at anytime to you both with no warning so be prepared for anything at all." My brother explains.

Two weeks later

Dean and I were closer than ever. He'd pull me away from the others and kiss me like there's no tomorrow. We never did anything in front of anyone. Never kissed or touched. Sometimes it bothers me. I feel as if Dean doesn't want anyone to know about us even when both our brothers do. I tell myself that it's fine and that when we're alone together, Dean always felt the same as he did when we first kissed.

The trials have not started. It's been a few weeks but nothing has happened. I'm beginning to think that this was nothing but a mistake and I'd never get my grace back. I contemplated these thoughts while sitting under a large tree near the bunker. The view from here was amazing. Hills and trees that cover my vision. The grass beneath me was so green, it reminded me of the green eyed hunter.

I was woken from my daydream by a frog, no, a toad that hopped by me. My mind went blank. All I knew was that I wanted anything and everything that I could lay my eyes on. I got up almost robotically and walked back into the bunker. I walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge. In it were bottles upon bottles of beer.

I grabbed as many as I could carry and turned around to walk to my room. I turned an and startled Dean in the process.

"Whoa, Cas. We all know how thirsty you can get as a human but you know, water could help ya out" he says, humourlessly. I, however did not see it as humour.

"All mine." I hissed. I pulled the bottles closer to my chest and dropping one in the process. It shattered onto the ground and crashed into a billion tiny pieces. My foot was cut badly but I felt no pain. My mind kept telling me that I wanted these bottles and I'll have them and I'll have more of them and no one can have them.

"Dude, what's gotten- oh. Cas, you know this isn't you, right? It's the freaking trials. I don't know which sin this is but you've got to know this isn't you and-"

DEAN'S POV
He cut me off my slamming the bottles onto the counter. Luckily it wasn't hard enough to break them. He then proceeded to walked pass the counter. He grabbed the collar of my shirt and smashed his lips onto mine.

He kissed me roughly and held me really tight. Like, suffocatingly tight. He loosened his grip only very slightly to talk.

"You", kiss, "are", kiss, "mine", kiss, "Dean", kiss, "Winchester." He said between kisses before letting me go. I was stunned beyond words to say anything. If this were a normal situation, I'd be more than turned on but this man in front of me isn't Castiel the angel. Castiel, my angel.

Sure I haven't been to public about it, I mean it's scary. I've solely been into chicks for my entire life and then this sex haired, blue eyed angel walked into it and fucked it up. I need time and I know I'll make it up to him sooner or later.

"If I see another being get anywhere near you, I'll slit their throat and hang them by the neck with it." He says, threateningly. I'll admit, this Cas was scary.

He grabbed the bottles and walked into his room in the bunker leaving a very shocked me. He left me wondering what Sammy must be going through.

It's gonna be a long journey.

A/N I KNOW ITS BEEN A MONTH AND I'M EXTREMELY SORRY. I'VE GOT NO EXCUSE. I'LL TRY TO BE PUNCTUAL BUT WRITER'S BLOCK EXISTS AND I NEED TIME FOR THE BOOK WHEN IM NOT STUDYING.