His Fallen Grace

Chapter Thirteen

"Can't you two go make out somewhere else?"

Sam flicked a piece of bacon at them as he took a seat, setting a plate of waffles on the table. Dean pulled away from Cas to take the grease soaked strip from his shoulder, chewing on it as he reached across the table to grab the platter of waffles, scraping a couple onto his plate before handing it around.

"Don't be a downer, little brother."

Sam scoffed a little as he used his fork to cut off a small piece of waffle, chewing as he picked up his mug.

"I'm pretty sure watching your brother make out with his boyfriend is on the list of things that should make you lose your appetite."

For this, Sam received a chuckle from Dean and a slight smile from Cas.

"I swear," Sam started, stabbing a sausage with his fork. "If you two start feeding each oth-"

He stopped, picking up his mug and plate as he cast a glance at Dean, who was offering Cas a bite of a waffle from his fork.

"I'm out."

"I was just kidding with ya, Sammy!"

They finished breakfast, Sam sitting in the corner of the dining hall with a book in hand, Cas and Dean curled up watching a movie on Sam's laptop. They were only part way through before Dean noticed Cas's eyes dropping.

He brushed the hair from his forehead with a thumb, pressing his lips against it.

"You tired, angel?"

Cas move his head from Dean's chest to his shoulder, looking up at him with blue eyes, saying quietly as he intertwined their fingers.

"I'm not an angel anymore, Dean..."

"Maybe," Dean muttered, pulling Cas closer, trailing a finger up and down his arm as he planted kisses into his hair. "But you're my angel."

Castiel snuggled up closer, closing his eyes and humming softly. Dean tilted his chin up so he could steal a kiss, Cas trailing his finger over the back of Dean's neck. They pulled away briefly for air, Dean mentally cursing the fact that they needed such a thing to live.

"I love you, Dean," Cas whispered against his lips, brushing his thumb over Dean's ear. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, Cas."

They kissed again.

"I really freaking love you."

Cas ran his finger tips down his jawline, pressing their foreheads together as the corners of his lips tugged into a small smile, kissing the corner of Dean's mouth.

"I really "freaking" love you too, Dean."

***THIS IS SHORT, SO SHORT. I PROMISE THE NEXT WILL BE LONGER. (AND IT WILL FOR SURE THIS TIME, I HAVE SOMETHING PLANNED.) Enjoy the fluffy fluff cuteness friends. :] This, soon, will start having more of a plot as it once did, and it might get angst-y again as well. (Don't kill me please. ; - ;) Thank you for reading. ♡***