a/n I'm in the middle of writing a Sabriel spin off right now. I'm just not sure if I should continue. It takes place 20 years into the future. So would you guys want to read that? Please tell me in the reviews.

Dean woke up once again to the feeling of someone wrapped around his left arm. The last person he remembered being in the room with him, on the bed, was Gabriel. Dean yanked his arm away, being he even bothered to check who was next to him to be sure. He sat up, and looked down to Gabriel, who was actually an extremely startled Cas. Dean was actually surprised it wasn't Gabriel laying next to him.
"I'm so sorry hon, where'd your brother go?"
Castiel pointed to himself, and Dean understood what he meant. Castiel obviously meant that Gabriel went home. "How come you didn't go too? Did you just want to stay with me? How sweet. Wait...what's that face for?" Castiel's face looked worried. Cas nudged his head tword the door, as if to point to it. Dean had no clue what the hell he was talking rolled his eyes, "Okay, I'm confused. Just tell me." He put his hand on Cas' shoulder.
Castiel took out his phone
Your father is home
Dean jumped, "He's home? Shit!" he emphasized on the shit. "I'm not ready for this yet. I don't want him here. Yes, I'm happy to see him after two months, but still. I...I don't want him to know about us. I have no clue how he'll react. That's why Gabriel went home isn't it? Please tell me he didn't see you." He asked, suddenly stressed out. Knowing his dad, he would not react to Dean's liking. So the best thing was to just not tell him.

Castiel texted him:

Yes He did see me... He seems like a pretty good guy. Sam introduced me to him. I think you should go outside and talk to him. Yes that's also why Gabriel left.

Dean Sighed, "Fuck okay, I'll go see him." Dean ran out of his room, and saw his dad watching tv in the living room. "Hey dad." He said from the doorway. Dean felt extremely uncomfortable. His dad was sitting on the very spot that him and Castiel had sex on last night. He wasn't even sure if they cleaned up afterward anyway. Even if they did, it puts terrible images in his mind.

"Dean. Long time no see. I just came for a few days, your aunt isn't getting any better. I came to check up on you boys, to see if you're okay." He turned to look at Dean. The longer it took, the more the whole sick aunt story sounded like bullshit. It was years that she was sick, and he knew for a fact he didn't have any aunts. He never bothered to ask his father about it, since it really shouldn't concern him. Whatever it was, his father really didn't want him to know.
"Oh and Dean, your new friend seems nice. He's very quiet though." He turned the tv off and stood up. He walked over to where Dean was standing.
"Yeah...Listen dad...he's not exactly my friend...wow this is harder to say than I expected it to be"
"I know. Sam told me"
"That bitch." Dean swore. Sam always did shit things like that. He liked to be a tattle-tale. He did it all the time when they were little too. He decided to have his revenge, "So I'm guessing, you know about Sammy too, right?"
"What?" His father's face was full of confusion. That meant that he didn't know. Perfect. Maybe Sam could have a taste of his own medicine now.
"Did you know Sam is dating Gabriel? You remember Gabriel?" He said michieviously. His father's eyes widened.
"So you're both gay? That's...something I didn't expect. Not that it's a bad thing. I'm proud of you boys. Also, I really hope that thing between Sam and Gabriel doesn't last. I don't trust that kid. He seems like a complete prat who will do no good for Sammy. So just...watch him." His father's phone started to ring, he picked it up, "Hello...oh...Listen I can't talk right now...I love you but I'm serious it's not a good time. Bye" He hung up
"What the hell was that?"
"It's no one you need to worry about. When I was taking care of your aunt I met someone okay? It's none of your business and you shouldn't worry. I know she isn't your mother, but you just have to forget about it."
"How long...have you been together?"
"ten years."
"Ten years? Mom died ten years ago! You got over her that quickly? What else should I know about? You have any kids with her?" Dean yelled. He couldn't believe his dad would keep something like that from him.
"One. His name is Adam."
"Oh beautiful. So you've abandoned us to go live with your other stupid family? I can not believe you." Dean threw his hands up in disbelief.
"I'll talk to both of you about this, okay? Tell your boyfriend to go home. His parents are probably worried about him. From what I hear, he's been here since Christmas. You'll probably have to bring him"
"His parents live in New York. He's been staying with Gabriel, and he doesn't really care. But I'll bring him home I guess." Dean walked in through the hall to his room. He didn't bother to look at his father again. He was too disappointed with him.
Cas was laying in the bed, under the covers. His face was red and his breathing was about five times heavier than usual. He jumped and he could see his arms moved quickly. He smirked,"Cas...were you uh...You know.."
Castiel nodded.
"Wow, baby you don't seem like the type. You are just full of surprises, aren't you?" He laughed and shook his head. Castiel looked so embarrassed, his hair was much more ruflled than usual. Dean realized he'd never seen a dude hitting it off with himself before. It sort of turned him on to think that's what Cas was doing the few minutes he was gone. "You want some help with that?" Dean closed the door behind him and made sure it was locked. Cas raised his eyebrows. Dean walked onto the bed, and sat where Cas's crotch was. "Ooh. yes, you do need help with that. You want a blowjob or a handjob?"
Castiel raised his eyebrows. He pointed to his mouth.
"Blowjob it is then." Dean knew he was going to be terrible at it, seeing this would be his first one. He crawled under the covers and brought himself down so he was level with Castiel's cock. He kissed the tip lightly and kissed up and down the length multiple times. He couldn't see his boyfriend's face, but he could tell he was enjoying it. He stuck out his tongue starting at the bottom, and trailed it to the head. He brought it back down with swirling. He put the head in his mouth and closed his eyes. Castiel let out a loud breath. Dean took that as a 'time to take it all in' So he did. He put the whole length in his mouth and bobbed his head up and down.
He added his tounge with the mess. If Cas had a voice, he would be moaning so fucking loud. Dean started to hum. Dean tried to put every inch in his mouth, but Castiel was too big for him. He would never admit it to him though. After repeating the cycle a few times, he could feel his breaths getting sharper and extremely uneven. He then felt a warm, salty liquid spray into his mouth. He came out from the covers and showed Castiel that he swallowed it.
Cas replied by pulling up his pants with a weak smile. "I love you." Dean said softly. Castiel smile soft of faded, but instantly went back in place. Weird.
"Oh right, I have to take you back home. I'm guessing my dad needs to explain a few things to us. I'm sorry baby." He stepped off the bed. Castiel did the same.
The couple walked into the living room, "Okay. I'm going to go drop him off" He grabbed his keys off the bowl next to the door.
"Took you long enough. Just don't be long." His father said softly.
"Okay. I'll be right back." The pair silently went into the impala and ended up at Castiel's house. He kissed Castiel goodbye, "I'm going to be so lonely without you." He whispered. Cas replied with another kiss. He waved to Dean as he went back to his car. On his way home Sam called, "What the hell did you do? Dad just left. He said there was an emergency.
Dean sighed, "I don't know. I'll explain things when I get home" He pulled into the driveway.
"Okay I'm home now." He hung up.
"Dean!" Sam called from the doorway.
"It's so much like dad to leave without us." He ran over to Sam. Sam nodded, "What do we do now?" He asked
"I think I need to plan for my New Years Eve part I'm going to have. Yes, I am going to have one whether you like it or not. You sometimes seem to forget who the adult in this house it. So you can't stop me." Dean was perfectly sure that it would went up being a good idea to have a party.
"I don't care anymore. I just won't be there."
"Not if your boyfriend comes. He'll force you to participate. Oh and by the way, dad knows about you guys now." Dean chuckled in achievement as Sam's face rose in anger.
"You WHAT? I'm guessing that Gabe told you about us, but why did you tell dad? You know how fucking long I've been keeping it from him? A year. Ugh." Sam put his hands on his head.
"Aw come on. It's not that bad. He seemed to handle it fine. It's payback for you telling him about me." He pinched his brother's cheeks. "Oh, and did you know dad has a whole family without us?"
Sam sighed, "Oh well of course I knew that. I'm not an idiot. Also, I've talked to Adam a few times. He's not that bad of a kid you know."
Dean grunted, "Whatever. I'm just pissed no one ever tells me anything. I'm going in my room, planning."