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Waiting For You

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


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"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.All Rights Reserved

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What You Deserve by Nayeliq1

Dean wasn't exactly sure how he'd ended up here. Three hours earlier, his evening had been perfectly ordinary. No bars, no walls, no furious angels, certainly no horny douchebags. Okay, maybe one horny douchebag. But that had been Dean himself, so that was fine. Yeah, so, it had been one of those evenings. When it was just too much, that feeling inside him, that nagging, longing, craving of something (someone) he didn't dare put a name to. It had been there for a very long time now, only getting stronger over the years the more Dean tried to push it down. And try to push it down, he did. Dean needed distraction. And he knew just where to find it. ~oOo~oOo~oOo~ Or our typical Dean drags Cas to a bar for distraction, gets jealous and things happen.

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Withering Away| d.winchester by Morganaallen

"Do you have to leave?" I asked him, Deans breath fanned my face with his hands on my hips. I hated when he left for the weekend. I was lonely. Finally after a small awkward silence between us he looked up at me. "I'll be back on Monday babe." Dean told me, his hands running down my sides. I nodded to him before I gripped his neck and let my lips slide over his. But when Monday came around Dean didn't come back. When she goes to the cops she finds out that the Dean Wayland she knew doesn't actually exist, so she goes digging through his things so she can find the boy she loves. (A Dean Winchester/ Supernatural Story)

After the End by _SterekTrash_

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Let Me Keep You by Nayeliq1

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