"Dean," Cas groaned softly, as the other boy's arm flopped on him, "Dean, we gotta wake up."
The blissful weekend was over, and it was time to return to school that Monday. Cas had elected to squeeze into Dean's bed in the middle of the night and Dean had simply scooched over to make room. Dean flipped over to lie on his side and smiled sleepily at Cas.
"Good morning, sunshine," he yawned.
Cas kissed Dean's forehead before leaping out of bed. He pulled the blankets off of Dean.
"Get up you lazy ass," Cas laughed before yelping a curse as Dean bounded out of bed and pushed him against the wall.
"You asshole." Cas struggled, pinned under Dean's arms.
Dean wrapped one arm around Cas's waist, hooking the other around his neck and kissing him deeply. Cas leaned into the kiss and sighed before pulling away.
"Love you too, baby," Cas murmured, running a knuckle over Dean's jaw. Dean said nothing, merely capturing Cas's lips again as the other boy placed his arms over Dean's shoulders.
"Hey g-oh."
They broke apart abruptly to see Sam grinning in the doorway.
"Sam!" Dean blushed a deep red.
"Hi, sorry, get ready you gay idiots," Sam said before dodging a pillow (courtesy of Dean) and sprinting out of the room, chased by a "Pansexual!" hollered by Cas.
qllp
Everything about school was satisfying. The normalcy of the routine let Cas block out the crazy weekend that had ended with him and Dean fucking Winchester in the same house (and bed). But the best part of it was the shock of seeing Gabriel - healed and joking - sitting in class. Cas made a beeline to his best friend and nearly sobbed with relief when he threw his arms around him. Gabe was his brother, the one who had stuck with him through everything, through the beatings and whippings, the nights where Cas couldn't sleep through the pain, and seeing him in the hospital made Cas realize how much this brother-but-not-really meant to him.
"Cas, I'm alive, you know," Gabe chuckled as Cas let go of him in disbelief.
"Alive? Alive? God, Gabriel, I thought you were going to die," Cas gasped.
"I noticed when you came to visit me in the hospital sobbing your damn eyes out."
Cas scoffed and Gabe's eyes locked on to the figure behind him.
"Well, well, well, Dean Winchester," he drawled, smirking at Dean who returned the gesture. The cocky smile dropped from Gabe's face as he extended a hand. "Thank you. For taking care of Cas."
Cas's cheeks heated but Dean fixed Gabe with a piercing gaze before taking the proffered hand. "Of course."
Gabe clapped Dean on the shoulder before turning back to Cas, giving him a half-smile. Cas collapsed in his chair and returned the grin. Everything was going to be okay.
qllp
Dean was equal parts frustrated and excited. His father was going to walk through that door any minute now, finally returned from whatever damn business trip he had this time. . He was laying on Cas's lap, who was absentmindedly stroking his hair while texting Gabe. Sam was sitting on a chair opposite them, trying to read a book.
Several minutes later, the doorbell rang. The three boys looked at each other with wide eyes before Sam got up to open the door for his father.
"Sammy!" John said by way of greeting, and Cas couldn't help but stifle a laugh as Sam's beetroot face appeared in the threshold of the door.
"Hey, Dean," John smiled as his oldest son practically tackled him. Cas saw Dean whisper a few words in his father's ear before hugging him tighter.
John released Dean before facing Cas who had stood up.
"Hello," Cas said, smiling slightly.
John grinned before shaking Cas's hand. "Pleasure to meet you, Cas."
"You too, sir."
John waved a hand airily. "It's John for you."
Cas smiled nervously. "Right, s-uh, John"
Dean looked between his father and boyfriend like a tennis match before making his way behind Cas and slyly encircling his arms around Cas's waist.
"What th-" Cas started before realizing who is was and relaxing. "Dean, you idiot."
Dean only smiled sweetly.
qllp
Cas and Dean both pretended that they didn't know the other was awake. They pretended not to notice the spill of light from beneath the other person's door when they peeked out. They pretended...until around 1:13AM when a faint knock on Dean's door had him practically running to open it.
"I-I-" Cas seemed utterly confused and miserable. Dean merely stepped aside and let him curl up on his bed.
The lights were off, the room was darkened when, at nearly 2AM, Cas and Dean fell asleep, the latter with an arm around the former whose forehead was pressed against the other's shoulder. And that was the way John found them in the morning when he came to wake up his son because it's the weekend, and he can't let them sleep in forever.
So John pretended he never saw them and when they came downstairs half an hour later, he merely smiled and motioned towards the table where there was pancakes (thanks to Sam, who loudly declared his responsibility) and coffee.
I think my writing is steadily getting somewhat better. *shrug* it still sucks.