Destiel One Shots

50. You Need To Let Me Touch It

Dean and Sam returned to the bunker where Cas awaited them. He couldn't help but notice Dean was walking strangely.

"Dean, are you okay?" He asked.

"I'm fine." He replied sharply.

"Are you sure? You don't look fine."

"I said I'm fine, Cas!" He yelled.

"He got hit in the nads." Sam smirked.

"I'll stab you, Sammy."

Cas tilted his head to the side. "What are... nads?"

Sam stifled a laugh. "Dean, wanna answer that?"

"He's talking about... my, uh..." He gestured to the area where the sun don't shine.

Cas nodded slightly. "Oh. I see. Would you like me to heal it-"

"NO! I mean... no, man, it's fine. I can manage."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm a big boy, I can handle a kick in the balls."

"Really?" Sam's lips quivered, threatening a smug grin. "Stand up straight."

Dean was slouching a bit because of the... wound. He glared at his brother before trying to righten himself. He suddenly doubled over in pain.

"Little Dean down. I repeat, Little Dean down." He squeaked.

"Are you sure you don't want me to heal it?" Cas asked.

Dean paused, groaning in defeat. "Fine. Sam, get out."

Sam huffed. "C'mon, Dean. This was the highlight of my day about five minutes ago."

"Sam."

Sam sighed and left, heading to his room. Cas looked down at Dean, who was still hunched over. "Dean, I'll need you to let me touch it."

Dean looked up at him. "Touch it?"

Cas nodded his head once. "Touch it."

Dean reluctantly stood up as straight as he could, and let Cas heal him. But the healing part wasn't the strangest part.

"Cas." He muttered after the healing process was over.

"Yes, Dean?"

"I actually... kinda liked that."

Cas tilted his head. "What do you mean, you liked it?"

"It... it felt good... when you touched it."

"What are you trying to say?"

"Do you think you could... do it again?"

Cas paused awkwardly. "Touch it?"

"Touch it."

He placed his hand gently on Dean's crotch, causing the hunter to smile faintly. He pressed Cas's hand closer, causing him to squeeze it a little. Dean chuckled, enjoying himself.

"Dean-"

"Shhhhh, don't ruin this moment with words, Cas. Have I told you lately that I love you?"

Cas looked up at him surprisedly. "No, you haven't."

"Well, I do. I love you, Cas."

Cas squeezed a bit more, Dean biting his lip. "I love you too, Dean."

"Mmm, I'm gonna have you in the bedroom, or the back of the Impala. Let's go."

(A/N: THE AGE I AM THOSAAAAAND REEEEAAADS!! So fifteen thousand :) This was based on a one shot prompt I was given a million years ago, but it was suppose to be readerxdean. I MADE IT DESTIEL! XD I hope you don't mind, @Thetwerkingangels. Okay, bye.

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