Cas p.o.v
"I don't see a problem with it...If you're sure about this Dean." I say, anxiety laces my voice. He is probably just doing this to make Sam happy.
"Of course I'm sure Cas." Dean responds. He has a warm smile plastered on his face before he turns to Sam and Gabriel.
Blushing Dean attempts to be...fatherly? "Sammy, I trust that you two will try to be quiet...you know...if you're gonna be ...doing it." He is so adorable when he tries to act in control and failing miserably. I'm surprised that he is so uncomfortable about the topic of sex though, Charlie explained that he is, or rather was a bit of a ladies man...
The Winchester brothers both avoid eye contact with one another and everyone else in the room. "Sure Dean-o. Perhaps we should do a condom run for the night." Gabe says casually. Dean stares at Gabe like he would enjoy hitting him over the head with a frying pan.
"One. You two shouldn't even be having sex. Two. I am sure you have condoms on you Gabe, I know you would have thought of every possible outcome of tonight. Three. Dean and I are adults, we can get our own condoms thank you."
After my little speech, there is silence for a few seconds. "So...we gonna leave to my room now. Bye!" Sam rushes out grabbing Gabe by the arm and heading down the passage towards his room.
All is quiet in the room once the boys leave and when I turn to face Dean I catch him staring at me. I wonder what he was thinking about? I can think of a few things I wouldn't mind thinking...and doing.
"Dean, you are staring." My voice drops to a slightly huskier tone because of the rather sinful images playing out in my imagination.
"I-I'm not staring. I'm admiring..." Dean says, spluttering and sounding adorably uncomfortable. I continue to stare at my adorable boy/friend as a blush begins to creep up his entire face.
"So Dean. I assume Sam told you that he and Gabriel are a couple?" I ask to distract myself from his well defined freckles. Thank you blush.
"Yeah he did. I also caught them sucking face a few nights ago." Young and impulsive teenagers. Dean chuckles slightly, the sound a blend between rough and soft tones.
"Okay. That is good. So I assume they will share a bed. I don't mind taking the couch." Even though I want to be in your bed...
Dean's face scrunches up slightly. Dear Lord have mercy but this man is breathtaking.
"Well, we are not offically a couple and I wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable or inconvenienve you in any way." I say quickly , my words melding into one.
"Well Cas. It wouldn't be an inconvenience at all and if the couple thing is the only thing that's stopping you then-" Dean pauses and I stop breathing.
"Castiel Novak, if the only thing keeping you from my bed is solidifying our current...condition then I'll be the first to correct it." What is he doing? I hope he's doing what I think he's doing. Cupping my face, he continues. His apple green eyes sincere and vulnerable. "What would you say if I asked you to be mine, exclusively. I know I'm not perfect or have a lotta experience with guys and you are so amazing and successful and deserve so much better than I could ever offer but -" Before he finishes I crash my lips against his. This man wants me. Formally. Exclusively. He wants me, even though I'm awkward and boring and nothing spectacular. I'd be daft to not take him up on his outlandish proposition.
Eventually I end our kiss, only because my body craves oxygen about 0.01% more than it craves Dean Winchester. Leaning his forhead against mine Dean asks if my kiss meant I accepted what he proposed.
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Our Little Condition
Fanfiction"Damnit" growled Dean as he wiped sweat from his brow. He never thought having to restrain himself from Cas would be this hard...
