A/N: Hey guys, what's up? I'm finally on summer break so you can probably expect more frequent updates. Either that or I'll be too busy doing nothing so I guess we shall see.
Dean sighed as he woke up alone in bed. Angels didn't sleep, of course, but it would've been nice to have someone to wake up to. He got up, shaking his head, and went to go find his boyfriend.
He was no where in the motel, so Dean said a prayer in his head, hoping the angel would "get his feathery ass down here."
"Hello, Dean."
Dean jumped and turned around.
"Babe, you gotta stop doing that," Dean said, trying to sound irritated and not head over heels for the guy.
"Sorry I left during the night again. I was getting restless."
Dean nodded. He thought it must must be pretty boring to lay in bed all night just watching someone else sleep.
"I get it," Dean said before pulling Lucifer into a kiss. "But I missed you," he said upon breaking it.
The angel grinned.
"I missed you, too," he said.
"C'mon, Luci, let's get out of here," Dean said, grabbing his boyfriend's hand. "Can you zap us to the diner?"
Lucifer smiled fondly.
"Sure, Dean."
Dean opened his eyes and found himself back in bed, next to his angel, Castiel.
What a weird dream, he thought, falling back asleep.
Um. Yeah. Dean had a dream about Lucifer (not with Sam as a vessel. Please don't go there). Hope you guys enjoyed that, I guess. Not my best work but an update was overdue. So yeah, don't forget to vote, and until next time, keep on keepin on!
P.S. I just uploaded the first part to a new story called Drifter. It's not SPN related, but I'd appreciate it if you would check it out. uwu
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Destiel One-Shots
FanfictionSome Destiel one-shots written by yours truly. Some fluff, some angst (I like to kill the characters. Sorry), some random stuff that might not even be Destiel, hell, I might even stray into the realm of crack fiction, but no smut here. Hope you guys...
