RISKY BUISNESS ♡

2; Hate.

♡ Dean's POV

-' 👼 When I woke up, I was met with an angel in my arms. The only movement he had made through the night, was his face buried deep into my side. My green eyes inched along his body, taking in the sleeping beauty. His breathing was quiet, deep and I watched closely at the way his chest rose and slowly fell. Praying that he wouldn't stop his peaceful breath.

My hand slipped up to run my fingers through black locks of hair, my eyes shutting to savor this moment. There was a sudden movement on the bed, Castiel moving form his back to his side. His face found my side for the third time, his hot breath forcing goosebumps along my shirtless body. I wanted more then anything to kiss him in this moment, but I held back all restraint.

Only allowing my lips to press against his temple, soft enough that he couldn't wake. My lips hovered over the soft skin, a smile lingering over my face.

The Angel whined, his hand gently pushing my face away from his. Large lashes opened to reveal crystal orbs. A small smile fell over him, and with a hoarse voice he whispered: " Stop looking at me like that, creep."

I was silent for a long time, the absence of sound causing our eyes to meet. It was comforting, the look in his ocean blue irises, the look that screamed " I love you."

I'm sure my eyes held the same whisper, the silent beg for affection. Neither of us pulled away, and we never got closer either. We were both too stubborn for that, not because we didn't want the other to know, but because then everyone would be right.

Castiel made a sudden move, causing excitement to spark, but he moved away from my touch. I watched as he rose from his spot on the mattress, lazily stretching upward.

" Cas?"

" I should get dressed.." The angel whispered, his words were less then half-hearted. He Didn't mean them at all.

I didn't ask him to stay, and he didn't come back to bed. My eyes were glued to him, wanting more then anything for him to return to my arms. It was so warm with him there, right beside my body, the heat radiating from his pale skin.

" Yeah.." I mumbles, my eyes falling toward the ground. " We probably should."

Castiel let out a breath that he had been holding in, I didn't know why, but it filled my body with anger. Why did I have to be like this? I love him.

Still I stayed back, watching him slip through the doorway. My eyes burned in my soul, almost like I was going to cry. The rough patch that formed on the back of my throat burned with a muffled sob.

Instead of growing closer, his vine was extending toward an open space. Branches moving farther away. I pulled the covers over my face, sexual tension felt like a knife plunging into my chest.

One of these days, I'm going to grab him by the cheeks, and crash our lips together.

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The outfit that I chose was lousy, that could have very well been because my eyes were barely open as I grabbed for clothes.

I looked like a teenage boy who only wore dark colors, black nail polish, and quote.. Ew, my chemical romance.

My jeans had a hole in them; thanks to the last hunt. The denim was black with a white fade. The shirt, which also had a hole in it, on the shoulder, was a Metallica band t-shirt. The only decision tired Dean did wisely, was the my doc martins.

Even with the questionable fashion choice, Castiel's eyes were on me. I could feel the soft gaze lingering on my skin as we drove. We were both bored, and i was starving, so the only possible solution was McDonald's. It was passed breakfast time, thank god. The only good breakfast food they had was the hash browns, and cas agreed. 

Castiel's fingers ran along the leather sea, head nodding along to the Styx cassette I had popped into my babies radio. He reached over, to turn the volume up and i held all restraint to say a word. But hey, if i wanted someone to touch the impala besides myself, it would be cas. I wouldn't admit it but i liked the volume that he had chosen much better then my own, it was on the even number, right in the middle, the perfect sweet spot. 

I tugged on the wheel, the Impala turning smoothly into the parking lot. There was no chance we were going through the drive-through, every time i tried to get cas to eat with me alone, Sam always wiggled his way in somehow.

The car pulled into the tight space, packing the machinery in like a case of sardines. Slowly, i shut off the car, just as Lady was finishing up, you couldn't get out of the car during a Styx song. It was against the rules.

Castiel turned to look at me, offering me a large grin. As soon as the soft, silenced purr ran through the air at the turn of the key, the angel pushed open the doors.

I convinced him not to wear a trench coat, allowed him to wear some of my clothes, which he was almost swimming in. He smiled up at me as he slipped at the car, closing the door with a quiet slam.

Castiel went first, and I couldn't complain because the view was stunning. My eyes lingered on his ads for a long time, I was shameless even as he turned to look at me.

I reached over his body with a smile, slipping the door open for the angel. His large lashes fluttered, and he gave a shy smile as he slipped through the doorway. What I would do to shove him against the wall and show him how much I love him..

I followed him to the cash register, watching him reach down for his wallet. He didn't have it; I made sure it was at home, to insure that I was paying.

" It's okay, cas, order whatever you want. I've got it." I hummed, watching the way his blue eyes pointed at glare.

" You took my wallet."

" No. I hid your wallet.."

" You said whatever I want?"

" Whatever you want."

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