Imaginary Lover

Chapter 11

A/N- Y'all are goddamn amazing for waiting this long. I'm really really sorry this is late. I promise more chapters throughout the holidays. Also, Happy Hanukkah to everyone celebrating!

Trigger warnings for suicide. Do not read if you're uncomfortable.

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Weeks passed, and November had arrived. Their finals were getting closer and Dean was getting slightly worried about getting all his studying done. Since Cas was a major distraction for him, he'd been studying alone and generally keeping his contact low with him. Cas understood but that didn't mean he didn't text him every moment he could get. After a while, Dean let his phone die for hours on end just to avoid listening to his text tone over and over again from all the texts being sent.

Cas was unhappy with the entire situation. It'd been hard for him when Dean didn't want to see him or when he skipped college but this, this was a whole new level of torture for him. It took a lot for him to concentrate on the open pages in front of him and he barely managed. As far as he believed, Dean had undone him.

When their finals had finally ended, Cas had searched for Dean's class, grabbed and thrown him over his shoulder and had run toward the parking lot.

"Cas! Stop! How have you not fallen?!", Dean said while laughing.

"I can't take it anymore! I'm not letting you away from me!", he said as he continued running and finally stopped when he reached his car.

He'd barely put Dean down before his hands found their way to his waist and Dean was pressed up against the door of his car and he was pressed up against Dean.

"Cas-", Dean started but got cut off when he kissed him like he had never been kissed before. He quickly managed to pry Dean's mouth open and explored every inch of his mouth causing Dean to groan slightly. He didn't stop, he couldn't stop. His hands ran up and down his back and over his shirt trying to bring them even closer.

Dean was quickly running out of breath and had to pull away. He removed his glasses which had fogged up and tried to get them clean but Cas wouldn't let him go.

"Cas, sweetheart, please, I need to clean my glasses", he said in a breathless voice.

"No, no. I don't want to. I've missed you so much and I'm not letting you and inch away from me after you basically tortured me when you asked me to stay away", Cas said as he pulled Dean closer and buried his face in his neck and inhaled deeply.

Dean chuckled. "I didn't torture you. I just wanted to pass my tests."

"Yeah well, it felt a lot like torture. I didn't like it", Cas replied.

"Okay. Fine", Dean relented and placed his glasses on his head and wrapped his arms around his boyfriend. "Better?"

Cas sighed happily and they stood there for a long time. They didn't speak one word to each other, afraid that the magic of the moment would be lost.

The magic was lost when Dean felt a drop of water fall on his nose. The skies had been gray all day, threatening to spill but no one would've thought that it would actually rain.

One after the other, they slowly started falling but soon enough they picked up speed. Dean quickly unlocked his car door without breaking their embrace and somehow, fell into the car with Cas on top of him.

Dean grunted when he tried to get up to close the door but failed. "Get up, come on. Just five seconds. We need to close the door or we'll get our feet wet", he said to Cas.

All he got was a grunt in response. Dean sighed. Time to bring out the big guns, he thought. Slowly and barely audible, he started meowing. He knew he was good at this, he'd been told the imitations were practically authentic. They got louder as he stroked Cas' face with the back of his hand and nuzzled into his hair.