Not What You Think (Lucifer x Reader AND Destiel)

Camping (chapter 9)

"Why not? He wouldn't hurt her." Chuck said and started setting up one of the tents. Dean gave Lucifer a death glare before he started setting up the small tent.

When everything was set up Sam came up with an idea.

"Hey guys, I now we planned a roadtrip but why don't we just stay here a few days instead.. like a camping trip?" He suggested.

"That's not a bad idea Sammy. I vote for this instead!" Dean said and raised his hands in the air. You and Sam did the same but with just one hand.

"Camping it is." Chuck said. "Dean, why don't you get the sleeping bags in the tents and Sam you can get some wood for the campfire." Sam and Dean both nodded and started working.

"I think it would be best if.. You know.. Cass and Dean took the small tent." You said and chuckled a little.

"I think that'd be best." Sam said and laughed as dropped the twigs and sticks on the ground with some rocks.

"Ha. Ha. Ha. Very funny." Dean said sarcastically and threw another sleeping bag into the big tent. Lucifer couldn't hold it anymore. He had to say something about this.

"Why don't you just do that. But please try to be quiet. The rest of us want to be able to get a little sleep tonight." He said with an amused glint in his eyes. This was his favorite thing to do especially when Dean got mad or embarrassed.

"I call dibs on the big tent." Dean said while he fixed the last sleeping bag.

"Same." You said.

"Sorry Y/N... My stuff's already in there and Cass can't sleep without Dean. So you have to share the small tent with Lucifer." Sam said and placed the rocks in a circle and the sticks inside of it. You looked at him a moment before you walked into the samll tent and started getting ready to sleep. -I might as well accept it.- You thought while you put on some comfortable clothes to sleep in.

When you were done you stepped outside again to grab something to eat and warm your hands in front of the campfire. Sam had already guessed you would come out for something to eat and gave you a hotdog with ketchup on it. You happily accepted it and started eating.

"So, why don't we do something.. No ghost stories I mean like someone asks a question and you give them an answer. Just to have alittle fun I mean." Sam suggested.

"Why not." Dean shrugged and grabbed a beer. "What're the rules?"

"Well, you have to answer truthfully. No lies, and if anyone lies Cass will tell." Sam said and pointed at Cass.

"I don't understand why someone would lie if you have to tell the truth." Castiel said, confused.

"Just do it." Dean said. He was to tired to explain to Cass right now.

"Okay Dean." He said and sat down next to Dean in front of the campfire.

"Who wants to start?" Dean asks. You all look at each other but no one wants to start. "Okay.. um.. Y/N how old were you when you drank your first beer?" He asked you and everyones attention turned to you.

"When I was 14." You answered. "My friend, Emelie, stole it from her parents and gave some to me." You explained. -Okay my turn.- "Castiel. When did you first realise you were in love with Dean?" You asked and took a bite from your hotdog.

"It was when I beat him up when he was going to give in to Michael." Castiel answered. "That was when I realised that I really care and love this human." He looked at Dean and smiled then he held his hand and moved a little closer. "Sam. If you knew before, when did you figure out that Dean loved me?" He asked and Sam chuckled.