Supernatural randomness

Destiel: Just Hold Me, Please

It was dark and rainy, and the brothers were on their way back from a hunt that went bad very quickly. They barely made it out alive, so to say that they were stressed was a bit of an understatement. Sam was starting to calm down, but Dean was still extremely shaken up. His hands shook as they gripped tightly to the steering wheel, and he chewed on his bottom lip while breathing heavily. Because of these familiar signs, Sam knew his brother was on the verge of a panic attack.

"Do you think Cas'll be home?" Dean asked suddenly.

"Well, he didn't say he was busy with anything, so I'm pretty certain he'll be home." replied Sam.

"O-Okay...good." Dean said, his voice quivering.

When they get home, Dean quickly walks into the bunker and searches for Castiel.

"Dean? Are you alright?" Castiel asked seeing Dean all flustered and bruised.

Dean doesn't respond, he just sped walked to the angel and practically collapsed into his arms. He wraps his arms around him, hands clinging to his trench coat, and he buries his face into his shoulder.

"Rough hunt?" asked Castiel.

"Mhm." Dean nodded against Castiel's shoulder.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Castiel asked gently.

"No....just hold me, please." Dean said trying to hold back a sob.

"Alright, dear." Castiel said kissing Dean's temple.

He holds his boyfriend gently in his arms. Then Dean feels warm, feathery wings wrap around his body. The longer he held him, the better he felt.

"Thanks....I needed that." said Dean.

"Anytime, Dean. I love you, I'll do anything to make you feel better." replied Castiel.

The two go to their room and cuddle in bed.