Helping The Lost (Destiel)

Chapter 13: Home

WARNINGS AT BOTTOM

NOT PROOFREAD OR EDITED YET

-Dean POV-

The night didn't last long, I ended up passing out laying against Cas on the couch while watching The Hobbit, Sam and Gabriel were laying next to each other on the floor of the fort and watching intently together.

When I woke up it was already around noon, Cas was snoring behind me, his face pushed into my hair. Sam and Gabriel were still on the floor, Gabe laying halfway on top of Sam.

After I pried myself out of Cas' hands and stepped over the 2 sleeping children, and out of the fort, I went and took a leak, deciding to wake Cas when I got back,

When I exited the bathroom I pulled the blanket connecting the fort to the couch off, the main blanket off the fort falling down and remained hovering over Gabe and Sam. I moved around the couch, straddling Cas' sleeping form.

"Psst... Cas," I whispered, shaking his shoulders, "Psst," I shook a little harder,

"Uh," Cas groaned, trying to push me off him.

"Nahhh, Cassie! Wake up!" I giggle,

Cas opens one of his eyes, moving his hands to my hips,

"Good morning, Dean," He says without emotion,

"Mornin' Cas, Glad to see you're finally awake," Cas nods, "I'm old, I need sleep," He says,

"Pfft, You're only like 25," Cas nods again, sitting up on the couch and lightly pushing me off him, "I'm too damn old to be sleeping on the couc-"

There was an annoyed groan from the remains of the fort, "Shut up," Can Gabriel's voice,

"Gabriel, It's noon, wake up," Cas says, causing Gabriel to sigh heavily,

"Wake up, moose." I hear Gabriel say quietly to Sam.

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It didn't take long to get everyone out of bed when Cas started cooking breakfast, He was just going to make bacon and eggs but Gabriel demanded pancakes.

I sat with Gabe and Sam, in the living room watching parks and rec while we waited for Cas to finish making breakfast,

Cas walked into the living room about 10 minutes later, holding 2 plates full of pancakes, eggs, and bacon, he gave them to Gabriel and Sam before going back into the kitchen and coming back out with two more plates.

He places on in front of me, Gabriel handed me the syrup after pouring half the bottle on his pancakes,

I pour syrup on my cut up pancakes, ptting quite a bit but not as much as Gabriel plate of diabetes.

As I handed Cas the syrup I made sure to make eye contact with him while I licked some syrup off my thumb, smiling at his shocked face and digging into my pancakes after the syrup was handed over.

"T-thanks.." he stutters, pouring the tiniest amount of syrup ever over his pancakes.

Instead of saying anything I just lifts my eyebrows, still chewing a small bite of pancake.

"I prefer honey, we- I do not have any." Cas says, biting the bacon nearly in half.
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We watched TV for a while after eating, trying to postpone getting ready to leave.

"You alright, Dean?" Cas asks, putting his hand into mine.

"Yeah, just don't really wanna leave," I huff out a sad laugh, putting my head on his shoulder.

"It's alright, Dean. You're always welcomed here, we can do this again next week if you like."

I nod against his shoulder, squeezing his hand.

"Casssieee!! We can do this every week!! Mikey is so uptight and never makes me pancakes! Only oatmeal," gabes face scrunches up, "and he doesn't even let me put sugar in it!!! It's horrible!" He says dramatically,

"Maybe not every week, we can always do it again next week if I am not busy, as I've just told Dean.

Gabe nods enthusiastically, turning to Sam,

"Next time we'll get ice cream, I promise! I'll convince him!" He whispers rather loudly, causing Cas to chuckle.
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After we were all ready to leave we got into the car, Cas deciding to take Gabriel home first.

The drive to Gabriel's house was mainly quiet, an occasional compliant from Gabriel about going home,

Eventually Sam distracted him by playing i-spy.

"I spy... Something cute!" Gabe said loudly from the backseat,

"Did you see yourself in the mirror, Gabe?" Sam said, laughing.

"Nah!! You're cute Sam!" Gabe says, rolling his eyes,
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After dropping gabriel we were headed to my house, Sammy sulking slightly in the backseat.

"It's alright, Sammy, I promise we'll do this again." He just grumbles an "okay," and continues to sulk.
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Cas dropped us off at home, kissing my cheek goodbye.

To say I was nervous about John was an understatement. Sam and I headed into the house, making a plan on the way up, Sam agreed to go into our room and not come out until I said it was okay.

I opened the front door cautiously, stepping in before Sam and shooing him in the direction of our bedroom.

"Sam! Dean! Where have you been?" John asked in a false concerned voice,

"We visited a friend, sir." I said quietly back, keeping my head down.

"And who gave you permission?" John asked back, standing from the couch and stepping towards me,

"S-sir, I thought it would be good... Thought you'd want space, I'm sorry for assuming," apparently that made John more angry, he marched towards me, backing me into a wall.

"WHOSE JOB IS IT TO DECIDE WHATS GOOD IN THIS HOUSE?! HUH FAGGOT?!" He yelled, the vemon in his words spewing onto my face,

"I-im sorry, sir," I mumbled, turning my head,

"WHO SAID YOU COULD SPEAK, FAGGOT?!" He yelled again, reaching up and grabbing my chin with an iron grip.

I kept my eyes to floor as John help my head towards his,

"That's what I fucking thought, you useless piece of shit." He yanked my head to the direction of the floor, making me topple over into my knees.

He spit on my back, kicking my hunched over stomach,

"Go in your room, tubby." He said, insulting my weight.

I can feel the tears that were pooling in my eyes fall onto the floor,

I try to stand quickly, only seeing black spots in my vision.

As soon as I was able to stand I headed towards my room, opening the door and shutting it softly behind me, finding Sam cowering under the covers of his bed, crying.

"'s'okay, Sammy." I say weakly, climbing into bed next to him, "it's gonna be okay,"
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WARNINGS FOR HOMOPHOBIC SLURS AND ABUSE

A/n: sooo sorry for the late update I've been super fucking busy and sad lol

Also sorry for yet another dry chapter I just had to get off the sleepover topic bc it ran rather boring

Thanks so much for reads and comments I really appreciate comments regardless if I don't respond to them I do see them

I don't respond bc I'm awkwards lol
Anyway I'll try to get the next one up fast

Adios