Destiel one shots 😇💙😏

Broken dreams

Pair: Endverse Cas and endverse Dean
Au: Endverse (5:5?)
Plot: EndCas somehow survives the attack and finds Dean dead...

Story begin:

Words were not spoken when he found his so very tired leader with a snapped neck in the garden. Tears were threatened to be spilled but Castiel choked them back.
Castiel watched his leader seeing how his chest didn't fall or rise but insisted on waiting just to see if he would twitch.
After a few minutes of just watching the man in forever sleep, Castiel decided to do the same.
He knelt down and plopped himself down onto the ground; dirt lumps digging into his back as he laid down. He shifted his head so he was once again staring at his dead friend.
Castiel watched, the ex-angel watched the one human he loved, once more. It was at that moment Castiel realized just how much he loved and hated humanity.
A crunch sounded next to his ear. Castiel looked up to see Lucifer wearing one of his bestfriends like he was an article of clothing.
"Lucifer," Castiel said in acknowledgement. Castiel coughed once trying to make his strained voice stronger when he said, "I assume this is the part where you snap your fingers and I explode?"
Lucifer grinned; if Castiel knew any better his heart wouldn't ache at the thought of Sammy's smile. Lucifer squatted down next to Castiel's head and said, "you think so little of me; it wounds me brother."
With a sneer Lucifer placed two fingers to Castiel's forehead and smirked feeling the power rush through him to his finger tips then disappear.
Castiel looked down at his hands shocked when the feeling of exhaustion left him. "This is? Wait no you can't-,"
Lucifer interrupted him, "have a nice life baby brother!~"
Castiel grabbed his gun quickly firing a few useless bullets at the fading figure. "Please," he whispered his head falling into his hands.
Sobs came through his hands as he tried to pick apart his life.
When did this become so hard?
Was it always meant to end this way?
Dean deserved better.
Castiel gritted his teeth and glared at the ground; finally he looked up to the sky and just screamed. "IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED DAD?!" Castiel shouted up at the heavens, "IS THIS WHAT WAS SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN?!"
Castiel crumbled back onto his knees, not remembering standing up in the first place. "Why is death always your answer?"
     Castiel breathed heavily as he gripped onto Dean's jacket. Castiel leaned over the dead Winchester and let out a weak laugh. "Oh Dean, where did we go wrong?"
      Castiel smiled bitterly at his face. "Come on lets go to sleep," Castiel muttered.
      The dark haired man laid down again next to his leader gripping his hand. Castiel immediately fell into a deep slumber; intertwining his fingers with his bestfriend.
     Suddenly Castiel rocketed up in his bed. His eyes frantically tried to find the source of his panic but found none. "It was a dream?" Castiel smiled once he saw the picture of him, Sam, and Dean back at the bunker.
     A knock echoed into his room. Castiel winced as he got up. He opened the door and there stood Dean Winchester, alive.
     "Hey Cas," Dean muttered, pushing his way through.
     "Umm hi?"
     Dean chuckled and said, "How'd you sleep?"
     "Fine. I had the weirdest dream though, I mean I think it was a dream, it felt so real," Castiel trailed off.
     "Ya wanna talk about it?" Dean asked.
     Castiel nodded and began, "well we were going to kill Lucifer. You sent me and a few people into a building crawling with Croatoans and then left us for dead, me as well. Then you found Lucifer and he-he killed you...." Cas breathed. "You were dead and I somehow survived, but Lucifer came and gave me the mark of Cain."
     Dean's breath hitched. "Cas we're going on that mission today."
     Castiel looked up. "What?! No we can't!"
     "Yeah well we are," Dean said unsympathetically.
     "We die on that mission Dean," Castiel shouted. "Not just us, everyone."
     Dean gritted his teeth to gather and shouted back, "so what?! Your big plan is to camp out and wait for LUCIFER to come and stake claim here too?!"
     "In my dream, my squad and I were sent into a death trap." Dean gulped. "Our deaths were intentional weren't they?"
     "Cas-,"
     Castiel interrupted him, "don't. Don't you dare sell me some sob story about how you have to, because you don't."
    "Cas listen to me," Dean begged grabbing his friend's hands. "Sammy's in there."
     "So you're going to kill me?" Cas asked his voice breaking. "Me? The one who has only ever taken care of you and loved you." Castiel grinned his teeth at Dean's lack of denial. "So I'm just a pawn, is that it?!"
     "No Cas-,"
     "THEN WHAT AM I TO YOU DEAN?!" Castiel shouted.
     "Your family," Dean shouted back.
     Castiel scoffed. "Really? Because the last time I checked you don't try to kill your family."
     Dean gritted his teeth and finally grabbed the males face mushing their lips together. Cas' lips were smooth and soft yet rough. Dean loved it. He loved the fact that every time he nipped at Cas' bottom lip the man would moan and lick his lips in retaliation. He loved how every action had a equal reaction.
     "Dean," Castiel muttered as soon as they separated. "What was that?"
    "I-I, I've always loved you Cas," dean mumbled his hands still cradling the ex-angels face.
     "I love you too," Castiel rebutted his eyes sliding shut as he just wanted to remember this moment.
    "I'm so sorry," Dean breathed into his lover's hair.
    Castiel smiled and nodded mumbling back, "I forgive you."
     "We're not gonna go on that mission ever, okay?" Dean declared with such passion that Castiel squirmed.
     "Okay."

A/n:
Done! That was pretty fun to write!
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Word count: 1020