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The sound of running water came from the bathroom, in which Castiel was showering. Dean sat, knees tucked up as a ledge for his chin, directly outside the bathroom door, waiting eagerly for his angel to come out. He could simply not believe Cas was back, after all this time. He didn't know whether to be angry; all he knew was that his baby was back, and no words could ever express how happy that made him.
When Castiel had gently detangled himself from Dean, the hunter had made a low sound of disappointment in his throat; he did not want Castiel to leave, not again. Castiel had simply placed a kiss on the hunters forehead, and told him he was going to have a shower and he would be right back. If Dean hadn't been so groggy with sleep, he would have definitely refused, after all, when Cas wasn't in his direct line of sight, he could quite easily disappear again.
So here Dean was, sitting outside the door, tears in his eyes, needing Castiel more than he ever had before, despite him being not five feet away from him. It was as if Castiel knew, for at that moment, he emerged, shirtless and dripping water, emitting a cloud of steam from the now open bathroom door. Dean was immediately on his feet, wrapping his arms around Cas and crying salty tears into the soft curve of his neck.
Castiel understood. "Dean, baby, I'm here now, shhh."
Castiel consoled Dean, rubbing large, calloused hands soothingly down the hunters back. Tears pricked at his own eyes at finally being able to fold his Dean into his arms again after all this time.
Dean continued to cry, pitiful sobs which truly spoke of how much he hurt without Cas. Hoisting Deans legs up around his waist, Castiel walked Dean over to the couch, keeping his hands curled around the hunters thighs, holding him up. Settling himself down, he draped Dean over him so he was straddling his lap, the hunters arms still draped around the other mans neck.
Castiel just held Dean, pulling him closer to his body, placing a soft kiss behind the hunters ear.
"I am here, baby. I am never, ever leaving you again."
With that, Dean pulled back to look Castiel in the eyes. Those beautiful, blue eyes he had not seen in what felt like an entire lifetime. Castiel stared back, as if memorising all the lines and planes of Deans face, staring deeply into his eyes.
"I missed you so much..." Dean began. "I couldnt...I cant...explain..." Dean choked, his voice failing him.
"Shhh, I know, I too have felt lost without you, my beautiful. I had to come back to you."
Dean leaned fowards so that his bottom lip brushed Castiels. With a sigh of contentment, Cas parted his lips to capture Deans lip between his, beginning a slow, damp kiss which soon became raw and desperate. Deans tears rolled slowly down his cheeks, and Castiel kissed each one away, before going back to his mouth. They could have kissed for hours, and neither would know.
"How are you here?", Dean whispered against Castiels mouth.
"That doesn't matter, love, all that matters is that I am here."
And so Dean let it go, wrapping his arms around Cas and pulling him close, lips moving over his once again.
Castiel smiled into the kiss, the overwhelming happiness at seeing Dean, touching Dean, kissing Dean again almost allowing him to forget the raw mourning he felt for the loss of his angel grace.
Dean was worth it.
How will Dean tell Cas that he fell for him? Will the angels accept the loss of Castiel from the garrison? Will they seek revenge? How will Dean react?
I plan to update again less than a week from now, hopefully!