Dear Soullesscastiel,
This may not be the bast quality, as I was writing this at midnight. I apologize in advance. Here it is! (By the way, I love your iFunny profile)
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"Cheers," Dean said as he clinked his beer bottle against Sam's. They were sitting in their motel room on their beds, finally about to get a good night's sleep becasue they finished a case. They finished their beers in silence, packed their suitcases, then went to sleep.
A little while later, Dean awoke to a "whoosh" sound and found himself suddenly in a desert about fifteen miles away from a small town. "Sam!" he yelled, turning around. He started when he saw Castiel's face just inches from his own. "Cas! Personal space! And also, where the hell am I?" Dean frustratedly said.
Cas looked down slightly for a minute at Dean's body. He just realized that he had zapped Dean to the middle of nowhere in nothing but his boxers. He quickly looked up and his face flushed red. "W-well I think I may have found you a case," he finally managed to get out.
"What kind of case? Demons? Pagan god? What?" Dean asked with a slight frown on his face.
"Um, I think it might be a trickster," Cas said.
"Are you sure it's not your buddy Gabriel? You know, the one who eats a metric ton of candy a day and screws with people for kicks?"
"No, he could never do something this large scale without me knowing."
"Well what is it then?" Dean was getting more annoyed by the second.
"I've been listening to the humans and they keep saying things about hundreds of aliens in California. Maybe it's a group of tricksters? Does it--" Cas stopped when he saw that Dean was laughing extremely hard. "What? Did I say something?" Cas wondered what was wrong with Dean, although he did love to see Dean smile.
"Cas, they don't mean literal aliens, they mean illegal Mexican immigrants," Dean managed to choke out amidst his laughter. Cas just looked down, embarrassed. "It's okay, Cas. I haven't laughed like that in a really long time. Now get me back to my room please, I'm tired and it's late."
Cas put his fingers to Dean's forehead again and they were back in the cheap motel room. Dean layed back in his bed and closed his eyes. The last thing he saw was Castiel looking down at him and smiling. For some reason, this made Dean feel happy and he fell asleep in no time.
Dean woke up to the feeling of a hand in his. He quickly pulled his gun out from under his pillow and aimed it at whoever was next to him, then lowered it as he realized who it was.
"Damn it, Cas, don't do that! And why the hell were you holding my hand?" Dean asked. His raised voice caused Sam to wake up.
"What's going on, Dean?" Sam asked.
"Nothing, Cas just scared me, that's all. Go back to sleep, you need your rest," Dean replied.
"Okay," Sam said as he drifted back to sleep.
"Cas why were you holding my hand?" Dean whispered as he got out of bed and threw some clothes on.
"Well, I saw some people doing it and they said it showed affection so I decided to try it," Cas answered, Dean blushed.
"Wait? You... like me? Like that?" Dean sputtered, turning red.
Castiel turned away. "If you don't think of me the same way, it's okay. I guess I'll just, um, go now.
"No." Dean grabbed Cas's hand as he turned away. "It's, um, it's okay. I guess, I've liked you for a while too." Cas smiled
"SON OF A BITCH I KNEW IT!" Sam shouted as he jumped out of bed. Cas and Dean both turned a deep shade of red.
"I... I thought you were asleep," Dean said quietly.
"You think I'd miss out on your coming out of the closet to Cas? No way! I have learned the art of fake sleeping," Sam said followed by uncontrollable laughter. "I woke up when Cas took you somewhere earlier and decided to stay up in case anything happened. I mean, it's obvious you like eachother. For years all you've done is undress eachother with your eyes. It's about time you came out." Dean and Cas just stared at the floor, turning even more red.
"Well it takes one to know one, Sabriel," Dean said with a gleam in his eye. Sam blushed and looked down.
"How did you know about..." Sam started.
"Aha! I knew it!" Dean said. He turned to Cas. "Hey Cas, maybe we could go on a double date. Wouldn't that be fun?"
"D-Dean? What's going on here? I'm puzzled." He looked genuinely confused.
"Cas, just go back to heaven. Dean and I have things to talk about. We'll call you later," Sam laughed. Cas disappeared with a whoosh.
"Sammy, I-" Dean started.
"Go to sleep Dean, We can talk about our Celestiel-Terrestrial gayness later. But now, Let's get some sleep before Gabe finds out what happened and zaps us into some illusion," Sam laughed. Dean just got into bed, rolled over, and fell asleep thinking about Castiel and their relationship.
