A/N: Firstly, I am sorry I haven't updated my other stories. Secondly this 'story' are following the 30 day OTP challenge I found on tumblr. Rating may change in the future, maybe not, we'll see when we get there.
Yes, these chapters will be short, they are called drabbles for a reason :P but one chapter doesn't necessarily follow a previous chapter, if it does, I will be sure to tell you in the A/N's.
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural.
Day 1: Holding Hands
Dean had always hated chick flick moments, truly, he did and still does. However, whenever he is with Castiel, his 'no chick flick moments' rule seemed to be thrown out the window. There was something about the former angel that made him want the domestic life. That sense of normalcy, he wanted that apple pie life that Sam had tried so hard to get. But while hunting, it was very hard to have any sort of romantic relationship. But somehow, Dean and Cas managed to have some sort mini moments that allowed them to have a sense of intimacy. Even with Sam being around them most of the time, those small moments between the couple meant the most to one Dean Winchester.
He's not too sure how it happened, but sometime after all the shit they had been through, they had, or rather, Dean had finally seen him and realised how much he needed and wanted Castiel. It had been a gradual process over the years, first the long looks, then the small touches, the biggest leap was the hug he pulled him into during their stay at purgatory. He prayed every night to his angel, hoping that he would answer, that he would come to him, and feeling like total shit when he didn't. But that was in the past, because Cas was here with him now.
The older Winchester brother was taken out of his thoughts by his nerdy younger brother listing off facts about their current hunt. He couldn't help but notice how Cas continued to give him these slightly heated looks, but with Sam there, nothing could happen. His brother continued to talk, Dean casually inserting snarky comments that earned a 'bitch face' look after each comment. Sam didn't notice when Cas moved slowly towards his secret boyfriend until he was able to sit next to him on the couch. The couple exchanged a secret smile as Sam droned on.
Sam also didn't notice when Cas' hand moved across the small space between him and Dean, only stopping when their pinkies touched. Dean struggled to keep his face neutral instead of sprouting the stupid grin that wanted to be let a quick look to make sure Sam still wasn't looking, Dean's hand reached out and gripped the angels hand in his own. The familiar feel of Cas' hand in his own brought a wave of comfort down on him, this time the hunter couldn't help but let out a small smile.
In return Cas squeezed the rough hand in his own. It was a small gesture, but it was one that let him know that Cas was going to be there with him no matter what.
After all, it was all about the small moments.