Destiel (Dean x Castiel)

chapter 3

~~time skip to the motel~~

" hey Sammy, I got a salad, a sub, and a bacon cheese burger with coffee and soda. Which one you want? But the burger is mine!" Dean questioned while walking in the empty room......and no response "....Sammy?!" Dean yelled........ "I'm in here Dean!" Sam's voice echoed from the bathroom.
Dean sighed a breath of relief and started to eat just as Sam got out of the bathroom..... without a shirt, with sweatpants, and towel hanging on his neck which he was drying his face with " hey Sammy, I got you something to eat." Dean pointed to the bag of food on the other side of the table as Sam threw on his shirt (more like shirts) and walked over.
"So, what did you find?" Dean questioned "I narrowed it down to  either a djinn, angel gone rouge, or something else?" Sam said while munching on the sub. Dean quickly replied " well...I don't think an angel could do this, a djinn would never leave it's "juice box" full or at least partly. " Sam stared at his brother and shook his head in disgust " then I don't know."
As they sat in silence, Sam asked "why don't we ask Cas?" Immediately, Dean looked away and blushed and then as "calmly" as possible he could, he replied "um...yeah sure." Sam noticed his brother's nervousness and waved it away.
After a while, Dean noticed Sam starring at him...like he was expecting him to do something "what?" Dean questioned as he looked around and down at himself "um...shouldn't you call him?" Sam questioned back as Dean almost spit out all of his soda and started coughing right after "why does it always have to be me?!" Dean's raspy voice weezed out as Sam smirked and patted the elder brother on his back " because apparently you have more of a "profound bond" with him." Sam snickered as Dean glared as his coughing subsided "fine!!! Cas, get your winged ass down here!" Dean exclaimed through gritted teeth.
A few seconds pass and nothing happened "see! He doesn't always respond to me!" Dean smirked at Sam, who was staring right behind Dean as he heard a flutter of wings and a small thud behind him " he's right behind me, isn't he?" Dean sighed.
"Hello Dean, Sam." A low gravelly voice said " what is the problem?" He questions while turning his head and doing that adorable face tilt thing, Dean was stuffing his face with food (probably to avoid talking to the angel) so Sam replied "it's a case in Omaha about 5 missing teenagers who were gone for a few days and then turned up dead in alleyways, then disappeared right after they were discovered and had a " hole" in her neck seen by the witnesses before the disappearance."
Cas was puzzled "this may be the work of a......"

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Cliffhanger.....Sorry
P.s. sorry for the slow updates, I'll try my best to update asap if I can and the picture is not mine.
Good bye my angels
B*tch out