Arranged Marriage || destiel (alpha!dean &a omega!cas)

Chapter Thirty-Nine - Making Amends

A/N: oh lads i am so sorry once again I'm actually so rubbish at updating!!

After spending so many months in a cell, sleeping in a cozy silk bed with a warm omega that smelled like strawberry chocolate heaven wrapped around his body was almost too comfortable for dean. After waking up three or four times in the night, he could never bring himself to gently remove the omega off of him or take away the covers that seemed so suffocating to him now.

The fifth time he woke up it was still dark outside but there were birds tweeting, awakening to catch the early worms. He reckoned it must have been around 5AM and his eyes stung from sleep. He shuffled slightly which made the, no HIS, omega groan slightly and snuggle in tighter in his sleep. Or at least that's what Dean thought.

"You have been tossing and turning all night alpha." Came castiels rusty voice from the covers. The sound of Castiel saying THAT word made dean's breath hitch and his mouth go dry. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing baby." Dean whispered back. "Go back to sleep."

"Tell me, Dean." Castiels voice was a bit clearer as the gravel of sleep washed away from his voice. Dean looked down to find Castiels tired eyes boring into him.

"Its nothing little pup." Dean grinned and Castiel rolled his eyes.

"I'm 30 years old, Winchester. I don't think pup is a reliable word anymore. Now tell me what's got you moving around like there are ants in the bed."

Dean sighed and shuffled down on the bed so he was face to face with husband. He placed a hand against the omegas smooth thigh and ran his fingers up and down it before squeezing it gently.

"I just feel like everything is too... comfortable. I spent a lot of time in that cell, Cas. And now I feel uneasy because everything seems so perfect again, just like that."

Castiel listened intently, hanging on every word the alpha was saying and nodding along slowly to show he was listening.

"Dean, of course you feel like that and I understand. I wish I was there with you and for your for every moment you spent in that rotten prison and all I want is for you to feel at ease and happy again." It was strange to hear these words come out of the omegas mouth but for some reason every caring and kind word he said made Dean gush and feel warm and fuzzy inside. No chick flick moments though.

Suddenly Castiel sat up in bed and swung his legs over the side before grabbing the sheet and wrapping it around himself. Dean looked up at him with a raised eyebrow before peeling his eyes down to wear Castiel was stretching his hand out to him.

Dean slowly reached out and took the hand and let cas pull him up slowly and wrap the covers around him as well. Castiel didn't say a word but instead started leading Dean out of their compartments and down the long winding stairs. They walked slowly past the throne room, their bare feet slapping against the cold tiled floors, all while their naked bodies were wrapped tightly in the large bed sheet.

Castiel now had his arm wrapped around dean's waist leading him onwards while Dean had his own arm slung around Castiels shoulders, keeping the sheet upon them both and protecting his omega from the cold chill of the night.

Dean didn't want Castiel to come down here with him. He knew that the small man would freeze to almost death but he couldn't being himself to say anything on the matter. Even if he tried to stop Castiel and make him go back to the warm and soft bed with him Castiel would still drag him down to the dungeons where Dean could finally get some closure.

They both say down on the cold stone floor as soon as they got down there and Dean let out a shuddered sigh before bringing his knees up to his chest and resting his head between his knees. Castiel said nothing, he just sat there in silence with his husband who had spent the larger part of the year in that very cell.