Destiel one shots

Leap of Faith

Plot: Dean is abused at home and tends to skip a few meals. He is suicidal and he wants it all to end. Will Castiel, the blue-eyed boy, be able to save him? Or will they both just drown?

Dean sat there staring at the wall, it had a few holes in it from his fists or his father's hitting it. The wallpaper was peeling giving the room an overall gloomy look mixed in with all the gray and the bareness of it. He twirled the small blade over and over again in his hand, holding back tears. He wouldn't do it he promised Sammy, he promised Cas.

He shook his head and paced back and forth. He decided he would call Cas.
"Dean? " he groaned
"Hey."
"Why are you calling? It's 2 in the morning. " he asked "Is everything okay!? " he said sitting up, suddenly more alert. He was worried about his boyfriend, especially since the incident a few months back now that almost costs him his life.

"Yeah I'm fine, I just needed to hear your voice," he replied softly. Cas let out a small breath.
"I'm glad Dean, I love hearing your voice as well. What would you like to talk about? "
"Anything my little bee," he replied eagerly as he sat down on his bed, already feeling better.

"Well I'm working on a new painting and it has an angel in it and he's pulling a man out of hell-" Dean listened to the soothing voice of his boyfriend until he finally fell asleep.

"Dean? Dean! " Cas exclaimed suddenly becoming worried as he was no longer getting a response from him, that was until he heard a soft snoring coming from the other end. "Good night my love," he whispered before hanging up and drifting off to sleep himself.

Dean stormed into his house slamming the door behind him. He hated school, he hated everything about it, the people, the classes, the teachers, everything. The only thing he liked was math and that's because he was pretty good at that and Cas was in that class. Dean was actually offered to be in the honors course but he turned it down, knowing he wouldn't have time for the workload. Actually, Dean could get straight A's if he just applied himself, but between work and school and trying to keep a roof over their heads, he never really had time.

He had an hour before he needed to go to work so he decided he would at least try to start his English project, plus he had to wait until Sam was dropped off by one of his friends from their debate meet. He pulled out his paper and looked at the topic.

What are the things you want in life? Dean stared at the paper, this should be easy. Why was it so hard then? Well um, he liked music. He went to write that down when he read the instructions. Has to be original thoughts. Well it was, wasn't it? He scribbled it out.

He wrote down whole lists full of things, none of them were original, they were all that his father wanted. He stood up and knocked everything off the table as he stormed to the kitchen, looking for something to eat, but all he found was Sam's dinner for tonight. He sighed he hadn't eaten lunch today either, he didn't have enough money for both him and Sammy and he never ate breakfast.

He went back to the table and picked up his stuff and looked back down at his scribbled up sheet of paper. Did he even have an original thought? No. He was a molded piece of clay shaped to fit his father's image. He wasn't cared for, no one loved him it was all a ruse. They couldn't wait until the day he would drop dead.

He could feel himself having a panic attack. He clutched onto the table for support. He looked around the room desperately, trying to find something calming to focus on, anything. Then an image of Cas' eyes appeared in his mind.they were blue, so blue. He took a few deep breathes as he brought himself back to reality.

He heard a faint ringing of a phone, he had a bad feeling he ran to it and answered it breathlessly.
"Hello? "
"Hello is this Dean Winchester? " some lady asked. Dean nodded before realizing she couldn't see him.
"Y-yes" he replied, growing more worried by the second.
"Your brother Sam has been in a car crash and we are taking him to the nearest hospital," she stated before hanging up.