Summary: A collection of short, unrelated stories about Dean and Castiel. Dean/Castiel slash. PLEASE REVIEW!
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters. If I did, Dean and Castiel wouldn't just be having eye-sex and that certainly wouldn't be unintentional…*wink, wink*
Twenty-Six Words for Dean and Castiel
21. Under
Dean was going under, drowning in a sea of pain that he didn't think he'd ever be able to resurface from. This monstrous ocean of hurt and heartbreak seemed never ending, but Castiel was his life-jacket in this, his saviour and his saving grace.
In Dean's darkest times, Castiel was there to hold him tight, kiss him, protect him and bring him back to life again. Castiel loved him more than anyone else ever would, Dean knew that, and Dean also knew that were it not for Castiel, Dean would still be stuck in Hell either torturing souls or being tortured.
"Cas…?" Dean asked one morning as he and Castiel lay in bed together.
"Yes, Dean?" Castiel countered, kissing Dean's tattoo gently.
"I think I'm drowning…" Dean whispered, "It's all too much…fighting this war I mean…and I can barely breathe…"
As he was rambling, Dean didn't realise Castiel had sat up, and the angel leaned forward, pressing his lips softly to Dean's before breathing some of his Grace into Dean's body. Pulling away, Dean's brow furrowed in confusion at Castiel who smiled sweetly and caressed Dean's cheek, pressing their foreheads together and sighing softly.
"Hopefully you will feel better now." Castiel said quietly, "I don't want you to feel like this, Dean. I really love you…I love you too much to see you hurting like this."
Dean was lost for words, and he looked at Castiel with tearful eyes before finally being able to speak.
"I love you too, Castiel." Dean whispered, pulling the angel into his lap and kissing him for all he was worth.
Whenever Dean was going under, Castiel would be there to pull him back up, just as he'd always been.
Only short I know, but it felt right to leave it there. xxx