Destiel Fluff

Sulky Cas

Hey guys! Sorry that I haven't necessarily updated in a while. I've been busy with school and depression and observing the universe and watching certain men's ice bucket challenges and fangirling alone in the darkness. This may be kind of sad and I hope this is not like Twist and Shout but I have never read it so I can't tell you right at this very second. Also, you have a five-day-old SuperWhoLockian on your hands. If you are thinking of becoming a SuperWhoLockian, don't unless you want to go mad. This is only for your mental health. Thank you.

                                                  xxxx castielsbee

P.S: Yes relationship.

Cas walked into the kitchen, grabbed something for breakfast, and walked back to his room. Dean and Sam were both in the kitchen when he walked in and wondered why he didn't stay and talk. They brushed it off. The next night, Dean went out for a couple of drinks. Cas had wondered how to use the toaster, but Sam was working, so Cas didn't bother him. He called Dean.

"What Cas?"

"Dean, I don't know how to work the toaster."

"When are you going to learn how to live without anybody!? God, you're such a child! Figure it out on your own!"

Dean hung up and Cas was near tears. He had no idea that Dean was drunk. He went to bed that night without Dean. He woke up the next morning and stayed in bed. At about one o'clock, Dean opened the door to Cas' room and saw Cas' back.

"Hey, Cas. What's up?"

Cas didn't say anything. Dean walked over to Cas and touched his side.

"Okay, Cas. You know I'm not big on this touchy-feely emotion crap. What's wrong?"

After a long pause, he finally responded.

"Do you ever feel like you're not worth anything?"

Dean stood in stunned silence for a minute.

"Uh, yeah. All the time. What's bringing this up?"

"Do you remember the other night, Dean?"

"Which one?"

"The night I asked you how to use the toaster."

"Is that what this is all about?"

Cas shook his head.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

Cas shook his head again.

"Come here." Dean stood Cas up and walked him to the kitchen where Sammy was. He pushed Cas in front of him, still holding on to his shoulders.

"I see Cas." Dean looked at Sam, implying that he needed to go on.

"Oh, uh, I see a person who is like a panda. He's cute and cuddly on the outside but could carve out your heart."

"Well thanks. But it's going to take a bit more than that to..." Dean led Cas to the bathroom and looked in the mirror.

"You know what I see?"

Cas sighed. "What, Dean?"

"I see a pretty damn good hunter. An ex-angel who still has the eyes of an angel." Dean rambled on and on, talking about small things Cas hadn't noticed.

"Thank you, Dean."