Destiel One Shots

Music To My Ears

  This one shot here was written by me, with some help from my bestest friend, MaddysGalaxy!

  We came up with this idea at school during lunch hour lol
Also the song up top there is 'Hey There Dean', aka the song that is being used in this story, and you should listen to it! The lyrics used in this story do not belong to me, and they have been altered slightly to better fit the plot. Lyrics will be in italics so you can tell what's being sung. (Unless it's just one of them thinking)
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It was a normal morning in the bunker. Sam was in the kitchen having breakfast, and Dean and Castiel were catching up in the library, Cas having been gone for a week on a hunt.

The younger Winchester finished up his food and cleaned up all their dishes. He felt in the mood to search for a new case, so he headed over to the library. What he saw when he climbed up the stairs made him sigh and smack himself in the forehead.

Dean and Castiel were siting on opposite sides of the table, staring at each other intensely. This was a very common occurrence in the bunker nowadays. Sam had gotten used to Dean and Castiel acting like this around each other, as they've been like this for years.

He should have suspected something, as he hadn't heard any conversation when he walked around the corner. Sam decided he didn't want to put up with this any longer, and headed back into his room.

He thought about what to do, when an idea presented itself in his head. It wasn't necessarily his favourite idea, but he allowed himself to follow through with it anyway. He sat down on his bed and put his hands into a praying manner. Not three seconds later, Gabriel, in all his angel glory, appeared in the room. With his signature smirk on his face, he looked up at Sam and waggled his eyebrows.

"Wow, calling me into your room already! You're eager."

Sam let out the second sigh of the morning. "I'm not dealing with this today Gabriel!"

Gabriel pouted slightly, but quickly covered it up by pulling out a sucker from his pocket and popping it into his mouth. "Well then, why'd you call me, Samsquatch?"

"It's about our brothers." Sam pauses, trying to find a way to word it.

"Well that's a broad subject." Gabriel drawls. "What about them?"

"I need you to do something about them. Every time I walk into a room, there they are. Staring at each other. Not even talking. Just staring! It's killing me! They obviously have feelings for each other, but they're both to stubborn to admit it." Sam concludes his rant letting out a breath.

Gabriel ponders this for a moment. "So, what you're saying is, you want me to get our brothers together?"

Sam glared at Gabriel. "Yes!"

Gabriel smirks after a bit and says in a sing-song voice, "I've got an idea." He winks at Sam and disappears out of Sam's room to who knows where.

Sam let's out a frustrated groan and flops down onto the bed and asks himself, "What have I gotten myself into?"
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About an hour later, Sam decides to finally emerge from his room and see if Gabriel had started anything yet. He cautiously made his way to the kitchen, looking around for any sign of life. The next place he looked, after not finding anyone in the kitchen, was the main room.

Unsurprisingly, when he entered the room, Dean and Castiel were at it again. They were having another one of their 'I'm in love with you but won't say anything' stares.