im suppose to be doing hw but i have a dumb brain so here. have a 15x19 destiel reunion. kinda.
Only a couple of hours after Cas was gone, Dean was still on the floor crying when the portal opened up, and Cas was thrown out of it. Cas lands on his back, and with a groan, he sits up to meet Dean’s red-rimmed eyes.
He looked concerned, but his voice was still even. “Hello, Dean.” Cas started to stand up, brushing himself off as he talked. “So the empty wants your help, and it brought me back as payment.”
Dean looked at him, thinking maybe his brain had finally had enough, and he had gone crazy. “Cas?”
“Should I find it offensive?” Cas walked over to Dean, a hand out to help him stand, but Dean only stared up at his face.
“Cas.”
When Dean made no move to take his hand, Cas dropped it. Instead, opting to hide them in his trench coat pockets. “I should explain that it’s a mess in the empty right now. So many are awake. It’s complete chaos. Too many tried to kill me, and while I did wonder what would happen to me if I died there, I realized I actually didn’t want to find out.”
Dean blinked up at him, confused. “Cas, you just died.” So why is he acting as if nothing happened?
“And now I’m back. That’s usually how things work for us. Now come on, we have work to do. Where’s Sam?”
Cas turns towards the door, ready to walk out when Dean’s phone rings. When the phone keeps ringing, he notices Dean made no move to answer it, so he walks back to answer it for him. Sam was yelling at the other side, panic, and fear mostly. Cas reassures him that Dean is fine, but he needs Sam and Jack to come straight over; they need to meet with the Empty at Death’s library to talk.
He hangs up and hands the phone back to Dean, who doesn’t reach to take it.
“Dean? Are you okay?” Cas pockets Dean’s phone before crouching down in front of him.
“No! No, dipshit, I’m not okay!”
“Oh,” Cas stands up again, making his way back to the door. “If it’s about before, then don’t worry, you don’t have to answer. I’m comfortable with just forgetting it ever happened. I did learn from the best.”
Cas winks at him; it looks forced. Pained.
Dean forced himself up, feeling his muscles tight and sore from not moving all those hours, and strode over to stop Cas from leaving.
“I-I don’t…do you want me to forget?”
“If it will be troublesome for our friendship, then yes.”
“Yeah, it’s troublesome for our fucking friendship, Cas. You said you love me.”
“And I do.”
“Is that…romantic love or-?”
“Yes.” He said it so confidently now, it made Dean catch his breath.
“And you want me to forget that?” he sounded so quiet, scared even when he asked.
“Dean, I’ve been ignoring it for years.”
Years. “You’ve loved me for years?”
“Am I making you uncomfortable? We should stop talking-”
Cas looked away, but Dean reached to take his face in his rough hands. Trying to hold him as gently as he could, wanting so much to grip at him to make sure he was actually real. Actually there.
Then with a quiet, desperate whisper, Dean says, “Me too.”
Cas opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. So Dean spoke again, louder this time. “Me too, Cas. I…me too. I feel-me too.”
Cas lets out a breath he didn’t have to take before Dean sees the tears drown in the blue again. Watching as Cas’s demeanor changed and his stiff gestures melted away under Dean’s touch. Slowly Cas reaches to finally pull Dean into a tight embrace, his chin resting on Dean’s shoulder while he quietly let out a small sigh of relief.
“I thought I ruined it. I didn’t think you would—I never imagined you would see me like that.”
The hug was familiar, nothing new, and yet everything felt new when Dean’s hands gripped at his coat. He couldn’t find the words, but he let himself fall against Cas, feeling both their grasps relax until finally, Dean felt a hand at the back of his neck. Soothing him with quiet touches, they would never have let themselves have before. Lingering over skin, hair, and eventually, they turned their heads.
Noses brushing as breaths mingled together.
The world was ending, but at least they had this. Finally, finally, they had each other again.
Dean leaned in only to hear Sam run in, “There you two are! What happened to the door? Wait, what are you-? Are you two serious?! Chuck just snapped everyone out of existence!”
“What? You found them?” Jack ran in just in time for Cas to push Dean away. Dean tried not to find offense to it when he saw Cas's relief when he laid his eyes on Jack. “Cas! You’re here! I thought-I had a feeling. For a second, I couldn’t feel you around, and I was scared that Chuck took you too!”
“I’m here,” Cas reassured him as Jack walked to hug him. “I’ll explain everything, but we need to go somewhere safe. Somewhere Chuck has no power.”
“The Empty.”
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