truth or dare? uhhh i dare you to………………………………………..fall in love with me. haha i’m just joking bro…………………. unless……………………….?
“Sometimes I think people take reality for granted.” - Francesca Zappia, Made You Up
via @the-book-diaries
Summary: The first time they fell asleep on the couch together was an accident. The second time definitely wasn’t. But it doesn’t mean anything. Right?
In which Dean is being a chickenshit about his feelings, even though he really likes waking up in Castiel’s arms.
Categories: Light Angst to Fluff, First Time, Canon World Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel, Sam Winchester, Mary Winchester Words: 5,960 Rating: Explicit Tags: Bunker Fic, Dean sucks at dealing with his emotions, fallen!Castiel, surprisingly dominant Castiel, Bottom!Dean, Top!Cas
My Notes: Set in some happy no-so-distant future when everyone is safely living in the bunker. Sorry I left Jack out of this, I love him, he just made for one more character than I could juggle. Assume he’s off doing good things.
The first time it happened, they were watching a movie. Sam had just set up a new TV room, he’d reorganized a storage room and installed a new flat screen TV. Then he’d dragged in an old couch he’d found Chuck knows where. It was one of those super long, mid century couches, with squared off arms and olive green upholstery. Dean loved it.
Dean had insisted that Cas needed to watch The Searchers. Ever since Cas had fallen, Dean had been trying to distract him as much as he could, and they were currently making their way through classic westerns. They’d been watching movies at the table in the library before, but the movie room was far more comfortable, even if Dean didn’t want to admit that to Sam.
Dean knew that Cas was struggling to find his groove as a human. Even though it had been the angel’s choice to give up his grace this time, that only made things a little easier. Some things were still difficult for him to accept. When Dean had gotten cut up on their most recent hunt, Castiel had moped for days, upset that he hadn’t been able to heal him.
Sam and Mary had turned down the invitation to join them for movie night, so it had just been the two of them on the couch. There was more than enough room for them to spread out, but even still, Castiel had chosen to sit directly next to Dean. It made him squirm a little, but he didn’t mind having the other man close.
Castiel was wearing jeans and a blue t-shirt, one of several Dean had loaned him when he’d sacrificed his grace and was suddenly in need of clothes. He may or may not have chosen that one because of how well it went with the fallen angel’s eyes. It looked good on Cas, Dean had no intention to ask for it back.
It had been late when they started the movie, and Dean was tired from a poor night’s sleep the day before. So he hadn’t even noticed when he’d nodded off.
The next thing Dean knew, he was slowly waking on the couch. It took him a moment to remember where he was, and another moment to realize the warm body snuggled against his chest was actually Castiel. Dean blinked down at the unruly mop of hair, noticing that Castiel had an arm across his chest and his own arm was wrapped around the fallen angel’s waist. Their legs were tangled together, their two bodies fitting together easily.
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