Dean awoke to find Cas still in bed with him. His eyes were closed, though Dean knew he didn't sleep. He smiled at the sight.
"Cas?" He whispered. His eyes fluttered open.
"You're awake."
"Last I checked. How long have we been up here?"
"About two hours."
"Two hours and no one's come up here?"
"Actually Sam came in half an hour ago while you were still asleep," Cas paused. "Dean, do you really love me?" Dean blinked in shock.
"What?"
"You said that you loved me in your sleep."
"You wouldn't have happened to give me this big speech about how you loved me, would you?"
"As a matter of fact, I did." Dean nodded.
"Figures."
"Why, did you have a dream?"
"Yep. You were telling me about when you got me out of hell and when you met me at that old warehouse. You said you loved me. And on a whim, I said it back."
"On a whim?" Cas looked up at him.
"Well, it was a dream, Cas. I don't usually say the L word until I've been with someone for...a while. I usually play it safe until I know that I care about this person."
"Do you care about me?" Dean looked down at him.
"Of course I do, why would you ask that?"
"Then prove it."
"Cas, I think a word has yet to be invented to describe what you mean to me. I...Cas, I love you. It just took too long for me to realize it."
YOU ARE READING
Fallen (Destiel)
FanfictionThey looked into each other's eyes and knew. But the true question was whether or not this was right. Perhaps it was so very wrong. But they didn't care. All they cared about was each other. Includes Sabriel
