AU: Still owe Nothing!
Dean woke up with a start, sweat pouring down his face.
Nightmare again he thought. That was one of the worst ones he had.
He was surprised he got out of the nightmare so quickly. He got out of bed and went to the bathroom.
He splashed cold water on his face and stared at himself at the mirror.
His green eyes were bloodshot and the circles under his eyes seemed to have darkened and looked like they were permanently etched on his face.
He took a few deep breaths and walked back to his room. But, he turned back around when he saw Castiel waiting for him.
"Cas, personal space, wearing a bell; we talked about this. I don't want to go through this again." Dean said pushing some of his hair back.
Cas had a confused and concern look on his face.
He didn't know what to tell Dean. He invaded his personal space by far and he felt horrible knowing the dream but most of all; knowing Dean's true feelings.
"You're just going to stand there and say nothing? You're not going to bitch at me and say about Lucifer and the apocalypse?" Dean was getting frustrated. Cas always had reasons why he appeared out of nowhere.
Dean couldn't take it anymore; he was going to take it out on Castiel. He charged at the angel and pushed him against the wall. Castiel's eyes were just hard, blue eyes staring in a hazy daze.
"Listen you son of a bitch, you better give me a reason why you're in my room at 2:00 in the morning." Dean said in an angry whisper. He didn't want to wake up Sam.
"You better explain now."
Castiel couldn't find words. For the first time, he was speechless. Dean growled and pushed Cas aside.
"Why are you quiet? What the hell happened to you?" Dean asked, his green eyes staring into Castiel's blue ones. Dean tried to read Cas the way Castiel read him and he found out why.
"You went into my dream, didn't you?" Dean said as Cas slowly nodded, guilt and sadness portraying on his face.
Dean paced back and forth in his room.
Castiel invaded his personal space big time.
He wanted to punch Cas in the face,
he wanted to call him every name in the book,
he wanted to throw him off a cliff,
but nothing made sense because:
1) Cas would heal really fast.
2) He would tilt his head at Dean if he called Cas strange names.
3) He's an angel and if Dean would have thrown Cas off a cliff, Cas would probably appear right next to him like nothing happened.
Instead, he just stared at Castiel; Just stared at him as these thoughts ran through his mind like hellfire.
Castiel's stare turned back to normal as he began to read Dean like a book once more.
"You're angry, you want to kill me and call me strange names." Cas said innocently.
Brilliant genius, you want a metal? Dean thought sourly. Cas tilted his head at Dean at that comment.
"Stop reading my mind!" Dean yelled.
"Shut up! I'm sleeping!" Sam yelled from across the hall.
Dean rolled his eyes and turned back to Castiel.
"Get. Out. Now." Dean said, making every syllable clear.
"Dean…" Castiel began but Dean cut him off.
"Not kidding Castiel. Get out of my room and out of my life." Dean said harshly at the angel.
Cas bowed his head in shame, his blue eyes glimmered in the moonlight with hurt, and left in the blink of an eye.
Dean went back to his bed and tried to go back to sleep.
Unfortunately, sleep left him a long time ago and all he could think about was what he told Cas.
Honestly, I hate Dean in this chapter, and I'm the one who wrote it. It's sad that he hurt Castiel like that. But what will happen next?
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