The Look Of You (Destiel)

chapter two

Ever since the day Dean's father paid us a visit, me and Dean have gotten a lot closer. Like, I'll be sitting on the couch, listening to the TV and Dean will come over, sit next to me and wrap his arms around me pulling me against his side or chest.

I don't mind one bit.

You see, for the longest time, I've had a crush on Dean but I always kinda knew nothing was going to come of it. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe Dean actually had feelings for me. Or, maybe he was just being nice and trying to comfort me. Oh, did I mention I've also been having nightmares since his father came by? I don't know what triggered them but they're here. So I don't sleep much except for those naps I have when I'm leaning against Deans chest.

But you know. Anything can happen.

And it did.

It happened after one of my worse nightmares, the ones that feel so real you can't tell whether you've woken up or not. It's worse when you're blind cause you can't tell where you are.

Dean came in and comforted me like he always does, hugs me, tells me everything's okay, he won't let anyone hurt me. All that jazz.

"Dean..?" I ask, my face pressed against his chest.

"You want me to stay in here with you?" Dean asked, already knowing what I was going to say cause I ask that same question every time.

I nod. He pulls me to lay down with him, his arms still wrapped tightly around me, and I curl against him. He pulls the blanket over us and starts to sing

"..Hey Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better.."

My eyes droop, sleep clawing at my brain trying to pull me under.

"..Hey Jude, don't be afraid
You were made to go out and get her
The minute you let her under your skin
Then you begin to make it better.."

I refuse sleep as long as I can, wanting to hear deans voice for as long as possible.

"..And anytime you feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah.."

Dean must think I'm asleep cause he stops singing and plants a small kiss on my head, whispering three words into me ear that I didn't fully process till the next morning.

I love you.