This is just a drabble for my Destiel love I guess. Not that proud of it, but I decided to publish something because I haven't published anything in a long time.
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or the characters involved.
Cas' smile faltered.
"Dean?"
Dean's head snapped up to Castiel's face- head tilted to the side with his eyebrows pulled together.
"Yeah, Cas?"
"Are you alright? You were staring, and I thought you were upset, but I had thought you liked pie and-"
"No! Cas, don't worry. I'm not upset, I swear. I'm just kinda shocked you noticed." Dean interrupted, a smiling pulling as his mouth.
"I notice everything about you, Dean." Castiel replied, the honesty he spoke it with catching Dean off guard.
"Uh... Yeah." Dean stuttered out, his hand coming up to rub the back of his neck. "Uh, do you want to sit?" Dean gestured to the empty seat across from him at the small motel table.
"Well Cas, if you notice everything about me, you'd know I don't share." Castiel nodded, placing the container and plastic fork on the table.
"I know. I only got it for you."
"But I think I'll share it with you." Dean continued, cutting out a piece of the pie. "Only this once. Now, open your mouth." Castiel did without question. Dean pushed the fork and pie into Castiel's mouth.
"Why did you share?"
"Because you're the only person who's cared enough to get me pie, and not cake."
"I always care, Dean."
"I know, Cas."
It was silent.
"I care, too, you know." Dean whispered.
"I know."