Destiel One-Shots

Rhetorical

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"Tell me if I'm wrong but isn't it my turn to pick the music?" Sam mumbled unhappily as Dean turned up the volume pretending not to hear his brother even though he was smirked. Cas wasn't quiet sure why Sam even asked Dean about the music. Even he knew Dean picked the music. He made a note to ask Sam why he always asks anyway but for now he would just sit and listen to the two brothers argue the whole ride.

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"It's just a saying Cas. Rhetorical questions, you know? You ask it when you pretty much already know the answer or your trying to be snarky," Sam said, half answering Cas half scrolling through news articles looking for anything out of the ordinary.

"I see," was all Cas said before leaving.

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Sam thoroughly regretted ever telling Cas about rhetorical questions because apparently he liked them. he really really liked them. "Correct me if I'm wrong this," and the "Tell me if I'm wrong that," Sam is pretty sure this is how Frankenstein felt after creating The Monster and he wasn't the only one getting annoyed. Dean had started giving Cas this 'I'm all out of fucks' face every time he would say it.

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Sam wasn't sure how much more of it he could take. Standing up he moved to Cas room in the bunker finding it already open. He stood in the door frame shocked. Dean. His brother Dean Winchester. Painfully heterosexual brother Dean was standing inches away from Cas, fisting his trench coat pulling him in. Dean was staring a little too deeply into Cas's eyes to be normal... even for them. Dean whispered something to Cas that Sam couldn't hear. He also couldn't hear what Cas said back. Then Dean went ahead and did something that shocked his brother more.

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"Kiss me if I'm wrong, but angels don't exist, right?" Dean said with a small smirk.

Cas couldn't help but smile back his eyes moving slowly to Dean's lips. "You're unbelievable," he breathed out. Apparently that answer was good enough for Dean because he pulled the coat a little, slotting their bodies together and pressing his lips to Cas. He felt Cas sigh softly and slowly relaxing his body more when a noise startled him. He flew back from the angel looking towards the door seeing his brother staring back at him like a moose in headlight.

"So you guys have anything you want to talk about?"