AN: I'm so sorry it took this long, but I finally decided to do it. I wrote another chapter! I think you will like it (at least I hope). Anyway I don't really have anything to say other then I'm really sorry it took so long and hopefully next chapter will be out quicker.
BROKEN CONFESSIONS CHAPTER 2
"Dude, I think you literally just gave me a heart attack," Sam said helping his brother off the ground, "Shit! The coffee's all over you, I'm sorry man."
"Not your fault," Dean muttered as Sam pulled him to his feet.
"You better put some water on that before it blisters," Sam said, "And shower while your at it. Coffee really doesn't suit you."
"Haha Sammy, very funny." Dean left seemingly exactly as he came in. Sam wondered if Dean was even slightly surprised by his proclamation. Maybe Dean had known it for months. Maybe he'd figured it out before Sam had. Maybe Dean had always known there was a connection between himself and Cas.
As if summoned by his very thoughts which looking back, maybe he was, Castiel appeared before Sam.
"Speak of the... Angel" Sam muttered.
"Sam," Cas said. Immediately Sam was reminded of why he was attracted to the angel. The low sensual voice. Those deep blue eyes. The constantly mussed hair.
"Sam," Cas said again, breaking him from his thoughts.
"Cas," he cleared his throat, "Um, what are you doing here?" Not that he minded...
Cas frowned and tilted his head, "Does my presence upset you?"
"No," Sam replied immediately. God no. "You just don't usually stop by for no reason."
"I'm worried, Sam." Cas looked serious all of the sudden and Sam wondered if something new had happened in heaven. He hoped whatever it was didn't upset Cas too much. If those bastards lay a finger on him...
"About what?" Sam asked, not sure he wanted to hear the answer.
"You Sam." He squinted at him and Sam felt he was doing more than just looking. Well at least it's not World War 3 or something...
"I'm fine," Sam said. More than fine actually Better than I've been in a loooooong time.
"Oh," Cas said, "Well you've been acting strange towards me recently..." he paused, "Whatever I did to you I apologize for it. I did not mean to hurt you Sam."
Oh God Cas, leave it to you to misinterpret a crush as someone mad at you. "Listen Cas, you didn't do anything. Actually," Sam said walking a few steps closer to the angel. No, closer to his angel. "The real reason I've been acting strange is this."
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The truth was, Dean didn't even feel the burn of the coffee. All he could feel was the emptiness. The hole where he once kept boundless love for his angel. No, love for the angel. He wasn't happy for Sam. He wanted to be. He was going to pretend to be until it became a reality. But he wasn't. And that made him angry. He could do anything for Sam. That was the one thing he knew, the one thing that kept him going. So what if he had to give up on having a love life. It wasn't like Cas was necessarily interested in him anyway. And Dean could never have chosen a relationship over the hunt. But then why did that feel so wrong.
Dean took the quickest shower of his life threw on pants and raced back to Sam, refusing to be alone with his thoughts any longer. He got back just in time to see his brother step forward and envelop the angel's mouth in his own letting out a groan of pure desire and suddenly the two figures in front of Dean were ripping at each other, biting, kissing, and groaning in delight, unaware of the witness to their endeavor.
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