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When Dean woke up, the first thing that registered was that his head hurt like a motherfucker. He groaned, trying to move. His limbs felt as heavy as lead.

"Dean?"

At the soft, hopeful voice he opened an eye. "Sammy."

"Dean!" Sam laughed, leaning down and wrapping his brother in a hug.

"Woah - easy there, tiger," Dean grunted, wincing at his aching body.

"Sorry," Sam grinned at him. Dean rolled his eyes and smiled back.

"I've missed you, man," Sam said, still grinning like a madman.

"Yeah, I've missed you too, Sammy. Where am I? What.. what happened?"

Sam's face fell slightly. "We're back at the motel, Dean. What do you remember?"

"I remember that bitch Alisha. I remember being stuck in that horrible room.. I remember Emma.."

"Wait, wait. Emma? Emma Baker?"

"I don't know what the fuck her last name was," Dean answered bitterly.

Sam's jaw was set. "Dean.. what happened to her?"

His brother just shook his head and looked away. There was a moment of silence as they both composed themselves.

"There's nothing you could have done, Dean," Sam then said quietly, immediately guessing his brother's thoughts.

"How the hell did you find me? How did we get out?" Dean asked, completely ignoring Sam's last comment.

The latter sighed, telling himself that they would discuss it later. "Well, I looked for days. I had no idea where you were, it was like you'd disappeared from the face of the fucking earth."

Dean frowned. "And..?"

"And then.." Sam leaned back, handing Dean a glass of water to drink. "Then Cas visited."

Dean spat out the mouthful of water he'd just sipped. "Cas?"

"Yeah. I was actually captured by some of Alisha's vamps, and they were bringing me to you, I think. In hindsight we should have just stayed in the van and let the vamps live until we'd reached you, actually. Woah, now that I think of it, we would have saved so much time -"

"Sam, focus! What happened next?" Dean snapped.

"Uh, yeah, sorry. So, anyway, suddenly the van stops. And there's this bright light and the vamps are screaming, and I'm just thinking, 'no fucking way' because I'd been praying to him for fucking days without reply. But then he came round back and he was all 'Sam'," Sam said, his voice all gravelly towards the end.

"Dude, worst Cas impression ever," Dean said, rolling his eyes and ignoring the strange warmth he felt when he said the angel's name.

"Shut up. So he untied me and shit, and I, uh, punched him. For what he'd done to you, or what we thought he'd done, and for not showing up all those days.."

"What the hell are you talking about? What do you mean 'what we thought he'd done'?"

Sam looked at him. "It wasn't like you thought, Dean."

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"Go and speak to him, you fucking pussy."

"Leave me alone. I'm fairly certain I'm the last person he'll want to see when he wakes up."

"Cas, stop being a little bitch. You're bonded now! It's not as if it's even possible for him to hate you," Gabriel said, rolling his eyes.

Cas looked down. "I.. I pretty much did it without his consent.. I sealed his fate while he wasn't even conscious."

"Castiel, you did it to save his life. And it wouldn't even have worked if his soul hadn't reached back to you. You know that!"

Castiel just shook his head. "This whole thing is my fault."

"Oh, for fuck's - Cas, shut the fuck up. You saved Dean, I sorta saved Sam, we're both gonna get laid tonight -"

"Uh, what?" Cas said with a start, looking at Gabriel with wide eyes.

"What?" Gabriel said innocently.

"You just.."

"What?"

"You and Sam -"

"Huh?"

"Gabriel -"

"Huh? What?"

Cas glared at Gabriel. "Fine. But I think I'll be keeping my distance for a while, Gabriel. Until I'm actually summoned by one of them."

Gabriel sighed. "Bro, that is the worst thing you could do. Especially now that you're officially bonded, you know how bad it would be for you both."

"It's for the best."

"Cas, you dumb, stubborn son of a bitch -"

They both froze.

Cas and Gabe, wherever you are, get your feathery asses down here.

Gabriel grinned at Castiel. "Dude, you so owe me 10 bucks."

"What are you talking about, we never even made a bet -"

The dick was gone.

"Damn it," Cas growled, before flying away as well.

He landed quietly in the motel room the brothers were residing in. It fell silent as the angels arrived. Cas averted his eyes to the ground, looking everywhere but at Dean's face.

"Hey," Sam said.

Cas just nodded.

"Hi there. How're you two holding up?" Gabriel asked, smoothly taking over.

"We're.. yeah. Dean, uh, just took a shower and stuff. He feels a lot better," Sam muttered.

"That's good! Oh, hey Sasquatch, I totally forgot that I needed to tell you something."

"Oh my God, yeah! Uh, absolutely. We'll just be -"

"Anywhere but here," Gabriel interjected, and he snapped his fingers. Sam and Gabriel were gone.

It was silent for a moment. Dean smiled half-heartedly. "I hope Gabriel hasn't taken him to Russia or something."

"I'm sure he hasn't," Cas replied stiffly.

"Cas."

The strange tone of Dean's voice caught his attention, and he finally turned to meet his eyes. Dean smiled at him.

"Hey, Cas," he said softly.

Cas swallowed. "Hello, Dean."

The hunter threw the covers off himself and slowly stood up from the bed. He leaned against the wall, his legs still wobbly.

"Dean, stop. You're not strong enough," Cas said, immediately rushing to his side.

He wrapped his arm around Dean's waist, holding him up slightly.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. Hey, uh, Cas?"

"Yes, Dean?"

"Thanks for saving my life. I wouldn't - I wouldn't be here right now if it wasn't for you."

Cas shook his head, turning away. "I'm so sorry I wasn't there before. Gabriel and I couldn't leave -"

"Chill, Sam told me everything. It's cool. I mean, it wasn't at first. I thought.. I thought you'd dumped me or something. I felt like a fourteen year old girl going through her first break up," he said with a small laugh. Neither of them bought it.

"Dean.." Cas gently sat him back down. "I just.. I understand if you never want to see me again."

Dean blinked at him. "What? Why the fuck would I want that?"

"I bonded us without your permission. I've ruined your life, Dean. You're now forever linked with me, and there's nothing you can do about it. I should have.. I couldn't.."

"Cas, shut the fuck up."

Cas blinked at him.

"Listen up. I was fully aware, okay? I mean, not at first, obviously. I was seriously dying. But.. when you started bonding with me, I.. I don't know. I knew what was happening and what I was doing. And I reached out to you, Cas. You know I did. I wanted it as badly as you did, and not only to survive," Dean spoke the last words quietly, looking down at his hands.

"So you don't.. you're not angry at me? You don't regret anything?" Castiel asked carefully, almost not believing anything Dean had just said.

"No. Fuck no. Cas, you - you saved me. And.. I'm glad you did it the way you did.. I mean, I don't know what this means to all of you, but to me it's.. important."

Cas just stared at him. And stared. Dean eventually looked up, the earlier hope in his eyes having faded.

"Okay, uh. I'm sorry. It's totally cool if all it meant to you was me not dying -"

"Dean."

"Yeah..?"

"Shut the fuck up."

With that, Cas grabbed the collar of Dean's T-shirt with both hands and pulled him forward, practically crushing their lips together. Dean made a small noise of surprise before melting into the kiss, his hands immediately going to the side of Cas' neck and roaming through his hair.

He ran his tongue along Cas' lips, teasing slightly before nipping his bottom lip gently. Cas let out a small groan and angled their heads, deepening the kiss. He licked at Dean's lips, and the latter opened his mouth with a sigh. Cas ran his tongue along Dean's mouth, feeling and tasting every single corner.

Dean took control then, pushing Castiel down onto the bed, straddling him. Cas' hands crept up inside his shirt, his nails scraping softly along his back. Dean shifted his hips and they both gasped as their crotches rubbed.

The hunter started kissing along Cas' jaw then, pausing to bite at his earlobe, causing him to squirm. He pulled at Cas' clothes.

"Off," he growled.

The next moment, they were only in their underwear. Dean couldn't help but smirk, immediately taking advantage of the situation and letting his hands stroke every inch of Cas' body.

His hands ran along Cas' chest, and the latter flinched. Dean pulled away, frowning. He froze when he saw the red handprint over the angel's heart. He looked up at Cas. The latter nodded briefly.

Dean slowly, gently, trailed his fingertips along the scar. Cas shivered.

"We match," Dean then said with a grin.

Cas rolled his eyes despite the situation. The hunter leaned forward, pressing the softest kiss Cas had ever felt to the middle of the scar. He sighed, closing his eyes as Dean continued to worship his skin. He licked, kissed, and nipped very gently around the scar until Cas was writhing underneath him.

Then he continued his path down Cas' torso, kissing and biting down the middle of his chest and down to his stomach, before he finally reached the bulge in his underwear. He pressed a kiss on top of it, and Cas moaned loudly.

Dean slowly pulled off the angel's underwear, tossing it somewhere over his shoulder. Cas was staring down at him, his eyes half-lidded as he shivered in anticipation. Dean pressed a kiss on Cas' hip, moving along to the side until he was nipping at the inside of his thighs, then going back to do the same on the other side.

"Dean," Cas growled with frustration, his voice a gravelly wreck.

Dean chuckled, pressing a last kiss on his hip before his lips finally brushed along the head.
Cas arched up, moaning loudly. Dean licked along the length, lapping up the bead of precome leaking from the tip. Then his lips covered the head and he took Cas in his mouth.

"Oh shit shit shit.. fucking shit, fuck, Dean!" Cas was blabbering on, and Dean didn't know what to think about the fact that Cas swearing so much turned him the fuck on.

He hummed and he licked and swallowed and used his hands when he couldn't reach any further with his mouth. Cas was a panting, moaning mess underneath him, his fingers threaded through his hair as he moved his hips ever so gently in time with Dean's mouth.

Dean looked up at him and felt like he was going to come there and then. Cas was gazing down at him, his cheeks flushed red and his hair matted as it stuck to his sweaty forehead. His mouth was open and words were flowing from it, be it swear words or moaned nonsense or whispered encouragement.
His hips stuttered, and the hunter knew it wouldn't be long. He started sucking even harder, his teeth scraping ever so gently along the soft skin.

"Dean! I'm gonna - Fuck!" Cas moaned long and loud as he came, his hands gripping Dean's hair tightly.

The latter swallowed down everything, and kept sucking and licking Cas through it. When he was finally done, he rose up, kissing Cas. The angel kissed back lazily, stroking his fingers along Dean's neck. He smiled in apology for neglecting him before slowly rubbing Dean through his boxers.

"Wow, oops!"

Cas and Dean jumped up when they heard Gabriel's loud voice. The four of them stared at each other for what seemed like 5 minutes. Castiel slowly grabbed one of the pillows from the bed and brought it in front of his crotch.

Suddenly, Gabriel turned to Sam. "So that'll be.. what, three weeks?"

Sam groaned. "Ugh, sorry Dean. We're leaving."

"No, hang on, it's fine. Just let us.. get decent," Dean said awkwardly.

Cas snapped his fingers and they were both fully clothed again, thank God.

"Right. Great," Sam mumbled, scratching the back of his neck.

"I'm gonna have to thank you two. Sam didn't believe you were actually doing the horizontal tango, sayin' it was 'too soon' and that you 'needed time'. So naturally, I told him that if I was right, he'd have to wear a thong every day for the next three weeks. If I was wrong it would be the other way round. So, thank you, boys. Honestly."

Sam was now an unattractive shade of dark red. Cas smiled a little and Dean just stared at them.

"I don't know whether to laugh or cry. It's hilarious that you have to wear a thong, of course, Sammy. But now for the next three weeks, whenever I see you I'm gonna know you're wearing a fucking thong. That shit's disturbing."

"Oh, shut the fuck up, Dean. I'm not the one who had soul sex with a fucking angel, in front of both of their brothers," Sam snapped.

"Shut up, bitch!" Dean snapped, turning pink. He shoved at Sam's arm.

"Jerk," Sam retorted, shoving back.

"Oooookay, dinner time," Gabriel said, rolling his eyes. He paused, then snorted. "Heh. Soul sex."

"SHUT UP!"

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A couple of hours later, they were at a fancy restaurant they'd only been able to go to because of Gabriel, and they were all a little past tipsy from all the expensive wines. Dean was rubbing his foot against Cas' leg and trailing his hand along his thigh, all very discreetly under the table, of course. He was pretty sure Gabriel was feeling up his brother, also under the table, but he found that he didn't mind that much.

Cas and Sam started talking about boring shit, so Dean turned to Gabriel as he suddenly realised something.

"Gabriel?"

"Yeah."

"You knew this was going to happen all along, didn't you?"

Gabriel paused, looking at Dean properly. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"What you said before, when I asked you if there could be some kind of residue or something from the, uh, almost-bond. You looked at me all strange and.. and I don't know, you were being fucking weird. You knew that Cas and I were going to end up like this, didn't you?" Dean said with narrowed eyes.

Gabriel looked at him for a few moments longer, then shrugged. "I'll admit, I had no idea about the whole rebel group or vampire thing, but I knew that something was gonna happen between you two. But I mean, come on. You'd have to be either blind or a fucking moron not to know. It was only a matter of time."

Dean looked at him, then looked at Cas. The latter felt he was being stared at, and he looked back, smiling at Dean. Dean reached over and grabbed his hand, giving it a small squeeze. He realised that in this moment, with his angel and his baby brother and his baby brother's creepy archangel admirer - he was happy.

Dean was finally, truly happy.

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