TELLING YOU THIS NOW!
There's gonna be a lot of Destiel. No there isn't kissing, but there will be more hugging/feelings in this story that should be on the show but for some stupid reason...ISN'T!
Also..Benny's a shipper
..Carry on..
He stumbled as the back of his boot catches on the front of the other, before he hits the ground, he's grabbed and gripped tight by the arms. Unable to see his attacker and not liking the feel of unknown hands on him, Dean begins a hard struggle.
He's suddenly shaken hard, then his attacker is clear.
"..Benny?"
With a laugh, Benny released Dean and pat his shoulder as he took a step back. "Thought we had lost ya there!"
Dean blinked, quickly scanning his surroundings. There was nothing but forest..and Benny. "..What do you mean we?"
Raising his brow, Benny blinked then turned and looked behind himself. "I think he's finally off his rocker...Can you maybe mojo...hold up!"
Hating the feeling of total confusion, Dean quickly stepped forward, pushing Benny to the side.
He stopped, gasping loudly at who the vampire was talking to.
Standing a few feet away, hidden in the shade of two trees. A dirty, ragged, peach fuzzed Castiel stood with all his weight on one foot. He was ready to sprint at any given moment.
Dean let out a soft laugh and Benny shook his head.
Cautiously, Castiel stepped from the spot. "We've discussed this.."
"I didn't think you'd run from something like this!"
"..I couldn't.."
Before either could say anything more, Dean rushed forward and pulled Castiel tight against him. He squeezed as hard as a human could possibly squeeze an angel. Any fight Castiel had left had vanished.
"..Are you alright, Dean?"
"Yeah! ..I'm great.."
Standing as a third wheel, Benny cleared his throat rather loudly and Dean remembered there was a "we". Pulling back, he glanced at Benny...who was flashing a toothy grin.
"If you wanted to hug your...boyfriend..all ya had to do was ask for some privacy." He glanced away from the two, humming. "I'm sure I'd have found something to occupy myself with..."
If looks could kill, Dean was positive Castiel's could have done the trick. He smirked and gripped the angel's shoulder softly. This caused the angel to look at him and soften his look. "Was there more Leviathan, Cas...did you get hurt at all?"
Castiel shook his head. "I'm perfectly fine, Dean.."
"..Cas?"
Noting the two about to get into a staring contest, Benny stepped up between the two, holding his hands out to get the two back into their own personal spaces. "Okay...before we start getting into our feelings again, let's recap!"
Hunter and angel both looked at the vampire, Dean's brow raised and Castiel's glare returned. The vampire ignored it, looking past Castiel. "So...we're strolling along.." His gaze now goes behind Dean. "..And you suddenly stop your stride and start staring off into space as if you've just found Cas for the first time!"
Dean tightened his hold on Castiel's shoulder, feeling him shift forward. His fist balled up tight. "To you, it is Castiel!"
Again, he is ignored as Benny turned his full attention on Dean. "You started stuttering away about a figure you could see...it's quite funny actually." He glanced around the surrounding area, a smirk on his face. "..Seeing you take on half the world in this God forsaken place, and all it takes is a suited fellow to get your briefs in a bunch!"
Castiel nearly knocked Dean over as he advanced on the vampire. Ignoring the hunter as well, Benny closed the space even faster.
The creatures were almost nose to nose.
"This is exactly what I was afraid of..." "Guys..." "Oh, so you thought it'd be a good idea to flutter off..." "Dean isn't safe!" "..and leave us to die!?"
"GUYS!"
Silence fell around the three. As they looked at the hunter, Dean glared back at both. Hands pushed both away from one another, and held them. "..Benny, we've already discussed why Castiel has to run!"
Benny opened his mouth to argue, but Dean glared harder, raising his weapon to the vampire to silence him. He then turned to Castiel.
He too is about to speak, Dean tilts his head, eyes hard. Castiel ignores it, sighing. "You reacted differently...almost as if, you were fighting a possession.." He quickly converted his gaze to the ground. "..I..I didn't know what to do...I was afraid."
"What your angel is trying to say, is what you were reacting to was no Leviathan!"
Dean blinked, glancing between the two. "...You sure? But you mentioned a suit..."
Castiel looked up. "...You mentioned a loss of vision."
I LOVE BESTIEL SO MUCH! BROTP FOR LIFE!
