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Out in the living room everyone was sitting in a rather uncomfortable silence. It was the kind of deafening quiet that pressed in on your ears and made you feel like you had to break it, but you couldn't. Bobby was the first one to speak, "Well, now ya know." If Bobby thought that would help ease the tension, he was wrong. Everyone in the room but Bobby seemed to glare hard at an object of their choice. Their eyes became glassy and distant.
Bobby cleared his throat, still trying to lighten the mood a little bit. He awkwardly mumbled something incoherent about needing to go get beer and there being things they needed to work out. Dean was the next to speak. "Okay, Cas," he said stiffly, attempting to keep his anger out of his voice, "two questions. One, where the hell did you take our sister? And two, why the hell did you take our sister?!" Dean hadn't intended to shout the last part, but it was practically impossible not to.
Sam glanced at him as if trying to say Dean, calm the fuck down. Dean took a deep breath and waited for the angel's reply. Cas clasped his hands together and stared intensely at them, as if he was trying to figure out how to go about all the information he was almost ready to present to them. He wasn't sure if he should tell them without you. "C- Can I wait for [Y/N]?"
Sam's eyebrows instantly knitted together, and before Dean's rage could get the better of him once again, he quickly replied, "Yeah, sure, I guess..."
Time Skip brought to you buy THE ONE TRUE SHIP, THE OTP, DEEESSSSTTTTIIEEELLLLL!... *cough cough* Destiel...
You stepped out of the shower with the bathroom air still clogged up with steam, making it feel like you were in the Amazon rainforest. You wiped the mirror's newly founded layer of fog with your hand and made a mockingly dangerous pose in the reflection. "I'm here to hunt the illusive flying bear-pus..." You said quietly in an extremely stereotypical Australian accent. You were still giggling to yourself as you toweled yourself off and put on your jeans, t-shirt, flannel, and combat boots back on.
You pulled your still sopping wet hair pack into a ponytail and attempted to wring the water out of it. (Sorry if your hair's short like mine!) With one last deep sigh you opened the door and stepped out into the refreshingly cool air. You then remembered the task at hand. Right. You thought, Great. You traipsed nervously into the living room with the boys sitting on three different sofas.
Sam and Dean were sitting across from Castiel who had an empty spot next to him on the couch. You assumed the seat was for you and thudded ungracefully into the fabric. "Where's Bobby?" you asked, trying to hide how uneasy you felt. "Out." Dean replied, both Sam and Dean's gazed were focused intently on you and Castiel.
"[Y/N]..." Cas said turning to face you, "They deserve to know." You bit your lip and sucked in a breath of air sharply. You knew he was right. "Okay." You mumbled quietly. "Look," you said, turning to face your brothers, "Cas and me... We're dating." You braced yourself for the explosion that occurred only moments after you had spoken.
"[Y/N]! WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY ANYTHING?! I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOU!" Sam screamed at you. Okay, that was unexpected. Dean, on the other hand, reacted a bit more like you originally thought. He sat in silence for what seemed like an hour. You blocked Sam's yelling directed at you and Cas and you heard nothing. In your ears there was only a ringing as if everyone was completely silent.
He finally managed t stutter out a response. "I-I'm not sure that's how the order of things goes but... I'm happy for you." You did a double take. "Come again?" You said, clearly not believing what you were hearing.
"Oh don't give me your crap." Dean said with a laughable scowl. You smiled at your oldest brother. Suddenly you lurched forward and wrapped your arms around his neck. You had to get on tiptoe. "Thank you." you whispered in his ear. He grinned at you.
Suddenly you felt a large hand wrap around yours. You didn't have to look. You new who it was. You turned to look at him, his crystal blue eyes boring into you. In a matter of moments he was kissing you sweetly for the second time today. You loved him more than anything else. Who knew a demon could be capable of that?
"Get a room!" Dean shouted at the two of you. You pulled back from the kiss for air and to yell at your brother. You saw that the Samsquatch had already left the room.
"Shut up. I don't need your opinion on my relationship." Dean rolled his eyes at you and walked out. Cas smiled timidly at you. "I love you [Pet Name]." You giggled.
"I love you down to every last feather on your wings... Thank you."
"For what?"
"For showing me I can be loved." You looked earnestly up at him and smiled. You began kissing him again, humming She Will Be Loved into his light pink lips.
DONE! I hope you liked it! I know it was a long fiction, and I'm sorry! Goodbye my lovelies! Don't forget to request fics!