Waiting For You

It's the end of the world, but that doesn't mean it couldn't be the start of them.

EXTRACT

"What?" Dean asked for what felt the 100th time since he'd arrived here, not enjoying it one little bit.

"Sorry, it's just so funny watching how oblivious I was, sometimes I forget." Dean raised an eyebrow as if to say that wasn't an adequate answer, so Cas continued.

"You and me, we've had a lot of time to talk over the years- about things your angel wouldn't even know how to approach. For example, why he'd lay down and die right now if it meant saving you. Or why he assumes you don't really care about him. Or the fact he's in love with you and doesn't even realise what it feels like." Future Cas casually stated, as if that wasn't the most awkward thing he could have possibly have said on the list of awkward things. Dean's eyes widened and he coughed loudly, the air suddenly feeling thick in his lungs.

"Sorry to chuck you under the bus pal, but it took me years to finally confess, I'm just saving you time." Future Cas added, winking at the angel frozen solid besides him.