Feeling sessions (Destiel)

One. Blue and Pink

Hiyaa! Guys! Or girls...if you haven't seen my previous works go check them out on my page and if you are an old time pal then, you know the rules...my stories are usually 6-7 chapters long but...don't worry...I make those seven chapters memorable. This is a destiel story (if you don't know...dean and cass from supernatural) and this has one pov...which is Dean's pov. So enjoy fellas! Each chapter will be associated to two colours...Okay? Okay. Further more, read the description.
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Blue.
A colour which seems very calm...I like it. Currently I'm sitting on my desk...sipping away some beer...and with Castiel. Yes, I decided to conduct a little session with him, this week...every night I will give him two colours...and I'll tell him to associate that special colour...with love.
Castiel needs...some time off and ALSO needs to know about how to be successful in being a girl's man. I remember what happened when he went to a strip club last time...don't talk about it.
Aaah...
I stretch back as I analyse his face while he's thinking to come up with an explanation for Colour blue with the feeling love. I wanted to do this because...I feel like he's left out okay? For the record I Don't need people lining up and asking me to be their therapist. Ugh. Sammy still teases me about it. Says that "I'm Cas's slave...whatever he'll need I'll provide it to him"
....I don't even wanna know how he got that idea in his mind.
*Ten minutes later*
After a while...I speak up since well...Cas is not functional for the respective objective.
"Um...ahem...Cas?"
He looks up...with a wide eyed expression on his face. "Yes?" I motion with my hands signalling to hurry up. After one minute he realises and clears his throat.
"Oh yes...um let me see..." He trails off. I'm not getting fooled THIS easily. I sigh "Look Cas...you're not getting away with this for a week, you're not going on another explorative hunt, you need rest...r-e-s-t!" I emphasised on the word 'rest'.
He remains silent.
I huff in defeat. "Okay okay...so I know it's the first time you're ever doing this so I'll help you a little, is that good?" I simply say as he nods.
I carry on. "So feelings, for um...starters! Is that you need to connect something with the feeling. So...what do you think blue does taking part in love?"
His blue eyes suddenly light up.
To be honest...I picked the colour 'cause of his eyes since I couldn't think of anything else. Not because of anything else obviously...pfft...But back to the real world. I wait impatiently for Castiel's response.
He FINALLY speaks...good lord.
"Uh...yes Dean, so what I've concluded is that blue is indeed present in love but it shows the dark side of love...like a frozen heart, or a thorny rose. Blue can also be interpreted in a positive way as well. For example. Good things are associated with blue, like clear days, Just the word 'blue' in the singular is full of optimism and positive connotation to most people. And also, Exterior shots showing blue skies add a levity and brightness to each show." Which follows by a gasp from me.
And oh my-Okay then, I shouldn't have had underestimated him.
I, clearly stunned and appealed by his knowledge and observations, chuckle slightly "Well...you're great for a newbie." He smiles.
Wait what? I need to take a picture of this cause this rarely happens.
Is Castiel Novak...an angel that barely changes expression, issmiling at me? Godamn.
"Okay Novak, let me give you the last one before you go and...work on your...things." I slowly say...realising that whatever I say, nothing makes sense. But Cas still nods.
Okay...so which one?
Then it pops up.
Pink.
A standoffish yet, bold and representing colour of society. Pink reminds everyone of love...but Cas, it may be interesting to see what he has in his explorational mind.
"Okay Cas...what about pink?" I say while typing up on my laptop, I'm writing down so I could keep track everything he blurts out. Not in a bad way obviously, I mean...his blabbering is quiet amusing.
Castiel again, goes quiet for five minutes until I tap the table to which he responds to by jumping and falling off the arm chair. "Deaaaaannnn!"
I cannot help but laugh. "Oh my-god! Are you alright?" But when I can see clearly after wiping away my trickling watery eyes, I see Cas frowning.
My expression becomes fond as I grab his hand and pull him up to stand. I pat him on the back "Hey..buddy, are we fine?" He nods a second later. Saying "Yes Dean."
Thank god.
I almost thought I effed up.
I sigh "Um yeah! You're um...colour is pink!" I awkwardly blurb out my sentence of words.
He points to me and enthusiasm fills through him...I'll admit. It's quite amusing seeing an angel starting to develop feelings...human-feelings.
I snap out of it as He perks up "Pink is like the main element, or solvent which is present in love, but that doesn't mean that it cannot be distinguishedly harmful in love. If you're white and you're wrong, then you're wrong; if you're black and you're wrong, you're wrong. People are people. Black, blue, pink, green. God makes no rules about color; only society make rules. One time there was a woman, The old woman paid no attention to the camellia until that morning, when a fleck of pink caught her eye. The single saucer-size blossom was more magnificent than she could ever have imagined, it swayed in the morning breeze with such an air of royalty, the old woman felt the urge to curtsey in its presence, which in my opinion...is very narcissistic of a humane person or substantial animal. Pink can go both ways."
.....okay then. I raise my eyebrows at him....signalling "What the hell!"
Great. I am just fooling myself for thinking that Cas would feel that this game could be challenging. Well, at least I'm letting his cage open for him.
When I have nothing else to say I say "Well then, you in for tomorrow?" He nods. "Yes, I will come tomorrow, I like learning about humane behaviour of attraction and colourisation. Thank you Dean."
He closes the door but before he could reach it I call him again...he turns at me and I say "You forgot the most important part in blue...your eyes." And with that, i leave him hanging by leaving the room myself.
It's fun to mess with him.
But why-never mind.
Tomorrow is day two.
I fear that I might run out of colours and eventually will have to google the different colour shades.
Aaaah Cas, Cas, Cas,
You don't know anything.
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So...anyways nothing to say...I'm falling asleep! Byeeeeeeeee!
Bye readers!