starts when Dean has pushed Cas into his house.
"Fuck Cas, so gorgeous." Dean mumbled into the other boys lips, as he started to attack Cas' shirt buttons, his drunken coordination hindered his mission greatly.
A sudden, loud and unexpected cough grabbing the attention of both the drunken boys.
"Bobby!" Dean exclaimed, in hindsight they probably should have been quieter; he should have known there was more people in the house than just him. As he looked to his guardian who looked less than amused at the situation he was looking at, he regretted bringing Cas back. In hindsight Dean thought they should have just done it in the woods like Dean was teasing Cas with on the way here. He was desperately trying to come up with an explanation, any explanation would have done, but his alcohol fogged mind was at a loss.
"Hello boys." Dean couldn't look him in the eye, he tried to both hide the nearly empty bottle of whisky behind his back and distance himself a little from the boy beside him, he could feel have tensed. "I'm not an idiot boy." Bobby snapped, snatching the whisky out of Dean's hands shaking his head. "Sit" he demanded and Dean moved instantly, gently guiding Cas by the elbow to sit with him on the couch. The man disappeared in the kitchen for a few minutes and reappeared with two cups of coffee. "Drink." They boys did so in silence.
"Bobby," Dean began, he didn't know exactly what he was going to say but it had to be better than the silence.
"Stop Dean. Whatever stupid excuse you have come up with, I do not want to hear it." He told Dean with a sigh, Dean went cold at the words. Convinced he had fucked up beyond repair. "I do not want you stealing my liquor, I certainly don't want you going somewhere with your best friend that you can't come back from, when your drunk. I know how you feel Dean, but you will regret doing it this way." Dean was speechless, what was he to say to that. He couldn't think straight and was incredibly close to crying.
"What are your intentions Cas." Bobby asked taking both boys by surprise. Dean knew Cas, even drunk he knew his best friend better than anyone else. He knew he was panicking, so Dean reached out and laced their fingers together. Dean could feel the tension and nerves seep out of him relaxing him instantly.
"I love him." This time the words were not being spoken in the heat of the moment, it was amazing to hear. Butterflies erupted in his stomach and he couldn't stop the giddy drunken grin appear on his face.
"Then tell him when you're sober." Bobby challenged. Deal Dean thought, they would say it every day. The whisky giving Dean more confidence about Cas' feelings that he knew he would have tomorrow but he didn't care, at the moment he knew Cas loved him. There was none of those niggling sober thoughts to create doubt. It was a wonderful feeling. "Jesus" Bobby sighed obvious to Dean that he was done with. "You can stay Cas, you're always welcome, you know that. Dean in your room, Cas in the spare room. I expect both doors to stay open and I will have mine open too. So don't even try to sneak into the other's room." Dean watched Bobby get up and disappear in the kitchen again, Cas squeezed his hand they shared a look that seem to say, I fucking hate this but love it at the same time. I want you but where drunk so maybe he has a point. Though as Dean looked into those gorgeous eyes he also saw 'take me' and Dean almost did. Bobby reappeared with two glasses of water and some headache pills. "Take these for the morning, get upstairs."
The boys nodded and got up in silence. Hands still laced as they made their way upstairs. Bobby following closely behind them. They said their good nights, Dean handing over a pair of sweatpants for Cas to wear. Both boys used Deans tooth brush. it's real Dean thought as he watched Cas put his tooth brush in his mouth, he wouldn't let just anyone use it the idea disgusted him, not so much with Cas, it must be the real thing.
Bobby wished both boys goodnight and watched them retire to their rooms.
Dean laid on his bed listening to Bobby settle and fall to sleep. He starred at the ceiling for a little while, having to straighten his vision every now and again. Before long he grew restless and started missing Cas beyond words, he needed him, he felt pathetic but that didn't make it any less real. He thought he was going to get laid tonight but he would happily settle for just holding Cas as they slept, he's the one Dean thought. He had never thought that about anyone before. Without allowing himself a doubt filled second guessing thought, he reached for his phone and began drunkenly texting the boy in the next room to him.
From Dean: this wsa not hw I wantd tonit to endd ; )
From Cas: tel l me abot iit, I was loooking foreward to getting to now u beatter
From Dean: u no me pretty wel ll
From Cas: I don't know what you look like when im on my knees in front of you.
From Dean: fukc Cas, I bet youd look georgeus on ur knees fr me
From Cas: soo many things I want to do r to u dean
From Dean: telll me please you've got me hard alraedy
From Cas: I want to hold ur hips still and slowly teese you with my tongure.
From Dean: Jesus cas, push me agianst the wal.l
From Cas: oh I will, I will tak e it torturusly slow until you r e begging me.
From Dean: please Cas please fuck
From Cas: yeah just like that w ithout warning I will shove your cock dpown mu throat hard and fastt
From Dean: I want too thrust
From Cas: you cant im holding u still u cant move allk you can do is whimper
From Dean: I am
From Cas: are you strocking yourself
From Dean: yeah, fuck cass
From Cas: im pulling off I don t wantou to come yet. stop touching yourself.
From Dean: I want you so bad, imm so hard cas
From Cas: geton your kn ees, face down on the mattress, put that georgeuos ass in the air
From Dean: done, fck cas I want to take you
From Cas: I want to see you dean. Pull your sweatpants offf slow let me see your ass
From Dean: :O my door is open
From Cas: then u better be quiete and hop e noone walks past
From Dean: there down, wht r u going to do?
From Cas: so sexii Dean, fuuck.
From Dean: I'm tinngerling.
From Cas: part ur cheecks, I want to see tf hat hungery little hole of yours
From Cas: I want to lick u daen, tast u and make u rither under me.
From Dean: I'm finhgerin gmyself, wish they where u fingers
From Cas: I wish that to
From Dean: fuck cas ih want ou so much
From Cas: so o close dean
From Dean: fuck me Cas I need u cock.
From Cas: I will dean shit I wilw ant to fuck u so much
From Cas; I want u on u knees I would teesae urhole when ur beging to be fucked when your al streatched readyfr me I would neel behind yu and just watch u fuck yourself o n my cock
From Dean: Fuck! ! ii going to cum
From Cas; cum for me Dean I cant wate to see u cum with my name on ur lips
From Dean; Best. Organism. Ever. !
From Cas; agreed.
Dean collapsed forward, falling into his cum, smearing it over his front, simply to blissed out to care. He laid on his bed sweatpants still around his thighs, lube covered his fingers and ass and come on his stomach, and a huge giddy grin on his face.
From Dean; I love u
From Cas; I love yo u too
From Dean; nite
From Cas; god night Dean.
He placed his phone on the floor, straightened out his clothes and got comfy under the covers and starred into the dark.
Sober thoughts began niggling at his mind. He knew what he was like, he just knew he was going to be full of doubts and second guesses come tomorrow. He couldn't ruin it; him and Cas have only just begun. He has been in love with Cas for so long, and has been his friends for even longer, what if Cas wakes up sober and regrets everything? No, Dean thought, he wouldn't lets these thoughts enter his mind, not right now.
He didn't want to risk forgetting anything, forgetting the certainty he felt that he and Cas were meant to be.
So before he could fall into a drunk orgasm fuelled sleep he put pen to paper and write himself a note.
hope you enjoyed it and were able to read the drunk texts :)
the last chapter is half written so will be uploaded within a few days
please review :)