"Dean somethings wrong come fast please."
I listened to the message and quickly stood from the bar and finished my drink, paid and left. I hoped in the impala and raced home. A million thoughts flooded my mind, demons, monsters, girl scout or maybe he lost his pants again. I arrvide at sam, castiel, and my apartment and rushed in ready for mostly anything."hey cas what's wrong?" I mummer as I stagger in the living room after bumping my knee. I see him sleeping on the couch with my old teddy we found at Bobbys, there's tissues on the floor and cas nose was a pinkish color. "Thank god he is safe." I whisper under my breath. I walk over to the leather couch and kneel. He looks so peaceful, I couldn't help but run my fingers in his hair. He stirs a little and I reliese what I was doing and sigh. I shake him and little and say "hey buddy what's wrong?" He opens his eyes half way and yawns. He sits up slightly and rub His eyes tiredly. "God he is so adorable" I say in my mind. "If only he knew". He says with a whimper. "Dean my nose its broken. I-its bleeding clear and I can't smell things. Dean I'm scared." I let out a small laugh and smile. "Cas your sick, your nose isn't broken. And your not bleeding its called snot." Why must he be so cute, his face grew a worried look that made my heart drop."don't laugh" he pipes up. "I feel like shit." I grin even in this state I wanted to just kiss him, but of course I wouldn't. I knew I should not want to hold him and kiss him or play with his amazing hair, and especially not want to stare into his wonderful blue eyes. But I do, I really really do.
"Cas you've never been sick have you?" He shakes his head no. "How about i make you some nice hot soup?" I ask him. He perks up a little. "Really?" "Yea anything for you." "Yay. His smile makes me want to melt. I made him his soup while he layed on the couch acting as if he is dieing. I came in the living room and he perked up a bit. He sits up when I place the soup on the coffee table. "Hey Cas sam's not going to back till next weekend, how about we have a movie marathon?" The truth is I just want to spend time with him. "Id like. That dean." He smiles. "Good cause I've decided I'm going to take care of you till you get better." I say nodding. "Okay so how about Indiana Jones?" "That be fine" I here him whisper. "As long as your here." I don't think he knew he said it so loud. " "i am not going any where" he blushes and so do I. "I-i-I mean till your better." Did I just stutter? Cas looks a bit sad "oh of course. Till I'm better." A bit of an awkward silence falls upon us. He coughs"so how about that movie?" I snap back to reality. "Oh sure." I smile. I put in Indiana Jones and sit beside cas are legs touch just a bit but he doesn't move away.