Destiel one shots 😇💙😏

Ghost like kisses

Au: living Dean X ghost Cas

Plot: Dean Winchester always thought that an imaginary friend was apart of a kid's childhood, hell Sam had Sully. Castiel has been Ben's imaginary friend for almost a year now. Although goosebumps raise on Dean's skin at the mention of the apparently blue eyed boy, Dean always dismissed Castiel. Until one night Dean discovers Castiel isn't as made up as he thought he was.

Story begin!

My mouth opened in a yawn as I scratched  my stomach arching my back forward. Today has been exhausting, the auto shop was practically swarming with people and Ben didn't have such a good day at school either.

Then again he never has good days I thought bitterly. Even though I practically prayed for Ben to actually have goodish days in school, I couldn't get mad at him for not. He was a kid, granted he was a moody little brat. Ben never let anyone get close to him, AT ALL. He shoved and pushed away all his teachers and all his peers until they left him alone. He's had to have gotten those grumpy faces from somewhere. I was a pretty grumpy kid from what I heard and remember, I didn't trust or talk to anyone besides Sammy. Ben however doesn't even have a sibling, and if he were to ever have one, they'd never be full blood siblings only half.

Lisa Braeden was my worst mistake ever. And not because the sex wasn't good or she was a complete bitch, but because it was all too good, though she had her times. It just didn't work, I tried to make it work and I tried to fix it but it just never felt completely right.

When Lisa turned up pregnant with Ben it was the scariest thing that ever happened to me, apart of me wonders if we only had Ben to try and fill whatever we were lacking, our efforts were useless though. We had Ben but we didn't have each other.

Lisa tried to give Ben up for adoption multiple times but each time I refused. I wanted Ben, he was my son and I couldn't leave my own flesh and blood with a stranger. Soon after a few contracts and papers -along with ugly fights- I was given full custody over Ben Ross Winchester, and I never felt more in love.

Ben is my world, he is my most prized possession. Apart of me wonders if I love Ben because he's in a way Lisa. Maybe it's because I just wanted to be a father, or perhaps I wanted to one up my own childhood.

I walked lightly down the hallway to check on Ben, I was hoping I'd see him sleeping. The hinges on his bedroom door groaned and yelled as the door swung slowly open. I poked my head in and instead of Ben's body curled into itself asleep, I found him sitting up in bed -crisscross applesauce- talking to himself.

I guess I shouldn't say himself. He was talking to Castiel, his imaginary friend. Ben has been "friends" with Castiel for over 10 months, I never found any fault in it so I never confronted it. Hell Sam had Sully. Besides maybe Ben is lonely.

"Ben why aren't you sleeping bud?" I asked him. I took almost three strides straight forward before sitting on the end of his bed.

"Castiel wanted to talk!" Ben chirped. I didn't have to follow his little finger to know he pointed to the wooden bee chair. The same bee chair Ben insisted the two of us -me- make for Castiel because he said and I quote "he gets tired always standing".

"Oh," I mumbled. I desperately wracked my brain trying to come up with a reason why Castiel needed to leave, or at least let Ben sleep. "Hey you do need to sleep Ben, it's still bed time." I reminded him sternly.

"Okay dad," Ben sang out, though apart of me could still see a small protest perched on his lips. He pushed his pillow back and plopping down on it. He laid like a board as he watched my movements carefully. I stood up and stretched, my back gifted me with a few satisfying pops before I gave up stretching the back ache away.