My first Destiel.
Written for the GGE Drabble Tag. Prompts: Dean/Cas, "It should be easy."
Staring
Sam walked out of the bathroom, running a towel over his hair which was wet from his shower. He barely paid attention to Castiel standing in the middle of the room, instead heading to the small fridge to get the milk out.
Cas was there so often, Sam expected it now.
"Morning Dean, morning Cas," he muttered lowly, but neither seemed to hear him. They were too busy staring at each other.
Again.
Sam shook his head as he started to make himself a cup of coffee. Those two would be there all morning, and, amusing as it was, they had a case to get on with.
"We have a ghost to get rid of today," he said turning to look at them and wondering if they had been standing that close a moment ago.
"It should be easy," Cas stated, not turning to look at Sam. "From what you've said, it's not quite vengeful yet. It won't attack."
"Wait, are you telling me to do this by myself?" Sam asked, raising his eyebrows in Dean's direction. Dean looked in a slight daze and Sam realised in horror that Dean's eyes were flickering from Castiel's eyes to his mouth and back.
Crap. He was clearly interrupting something.
"I'll get ready and come with—" Dean began absently, not moving from his position.
"No, I have a bit more research. I was going to head to the library to do it. How about we meet back here at twelve, have lunch, and then get to work?"
"That sounds like a good plan," Cas said. "Will you be leaving presently?"
Sam nodded. He looked longingly at the coffee before grabbing his laptop and putting it into his bag. He wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible. He could buy some coffee on the way.
Maybe now they'd get over the extremely awkward sexual tension that had been following them around since they had met the Angel.
And maybe they'd have to start getting two rooms instead of one.
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Thanks to Shannon for betaing.