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More Dean love because I'm in a mood! And because I opened my phone on my lunch break and found very distraught messages from masterjediratgrl31, who had seen the Star Wars movie, and so I decided to try and cheer her up. This is set after my latest smut in BCD, which was a continuation of last night's prompt.
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176. Adoration
When Dean woke up the next morning to find his arms full of his sleeping angel, memories from the previous night began to flood back to him. He felt his cheeks heat up and he looked away from Cas when he remembered that he'd cried! He'd frigging cried like a chick! Who cried their way through sex? And why'd Cas have to pull that stunt? How could he – and Sam and Charlie – think that highly of Dean? Sure, Dean had finally begun to move past those thoughts but that didn't mean he was worthy of such love from the others!
"You're thinking too loudly," Cas mumbled. Dean snorted, so Cas stretched out and propped himself up on one elbow, looking down at Dean with sleepy blue eyes. "I meant every word I said last night, Dean. So did Sam and Charlie. I just can't wait for the day when you finally begin to see that those words are true."
Dean looked away uncomfortably.
"Fine. Whatever. Go make me cry again, too."
Cas' face fell. He reached out to caress Dean's cheek.
"I apologise for embarrassing you, Dean. But it needed to be said and I couldn't help myself. I simply get so – so – mad when you don't think highly of yourself! If only you could see yourself through my eyes!"
Cas rolled on top of Dean.
"Ready for another round?" Dean tried to grin cockily. Cas didn't look impressed.
"No. I'm going to spend today trying to show you just how amazing and beautiful you are. There will be sex at the end but not now."
Cas leaned down and planted a kiss on Dean's forehead. He then kissed down Dean's nose, branching off onto one cheek and then the next, and finishing off with a long, slow kiss on Dean's lips that lasted at least a minute before trailing kisses down his jaw and throat. As he got lower, Dean began to feel slightly overwhelmed and he squeezed his eyes shut as Cas kissed down his chest, bypassing his nipples entirely, and all the way down his stomach before returning back up.
"I love you so much, Dean," Cas said softly, pressing a quick kiss to Dean's mouth. "Lots of people love you. I just wish that you could see how loved you are. You have no idea how much it pains me that you don't see it."
The kiss he gave Dean this time was longer. And in that one moment, Dean allowed himself to believe that maybe he was a good person, worthy of all this love.