I need prompts to continue this, guys. So, go for it! Give me prompts and I will write! Please?
Not AU. An attempt at Purgatory. Better or worse than my AU, guys? I need opinions.
November 1st
Prompts- Purgatory, deep conversation
His head rested against a tree, dark eyes glaring up into the sky. He feared shutting his eyes, what if this was the night he was attacked? What if.. He broke off the dark thoughts when Castiel shifted. The angel was lying against the tree directly across from him. The stars above reflected in his dark eyes, and they seemed to burn right through him as they faced each other.
"Cas?" He whispered, trying not to alert Benny. The man was not to be trusted. Not yet.
"Dean." Castiel shifted again, facing him to acknowledge his question, "why aren't you asleep? You're human, you need your rest."
"Cas, what if..." He paused, trying not to sound worried and alarm the angel. After all, who knew if Cas was all there. "What if we can't make it out? What if we're stuck here forever?"
"Impossible." The angel spat back quickly, "Benny said-"
Dean rolled his eyes, moving closer, "Yeah, but how much can we really trust the guy? He is a vampire."
"I thought you said he was to be trusted." Castiel responded quickly, tilting his head in confusion. Dean swallowed, ignoring the thoughts racing through his head.
"I know what I said, Cas." He whispered forcefully, finally seating himself beside the angel. Their arms brushed when they spoke, and Castiel found himself wanting to move even closer to Dean's warmth. "But, we trusted Ruby for a while too."
"That was a bad move on your part."
Dean hissed a puff of air, sinking further against the tree, and consequently, further against Castiel.
The pair sat in comfortable silence. The only noises were the soft rustling of trees as the wind picked up, and the delayed howls of wolves from far in the distance. Castiel felt more comfortable here, against Dean, than he had in months. He felt safe, like nothing bad could befall them for as long as they were pressed up against each other.
"Dean?" Castiel finally whispered, destroying the peaceful silence.
Dean mumbled something unintelligible back, as his head lolled back against the tree.
"If we get stuck in Purgatory, at least we have each other." Dean's response was shifting his head onto Castiel's shoulder, finally gaining a semblance of peace as he fell asleep.
For the first time in months, Castiel smiled.
