merlin thats gay

"I don't get you," Dean spits. "I don't get what you want. Just — just tell me. I'm a big boy, I can take it."

“I did tell you!" Castiel exclaims. "I told you, and then I died!"

(In which Castiel is rescued from the Empty, Jack gives up the powers of God to be a kid again, and Dean overcompensates.)

i know that technically this would probs be the other way around but shhhhh let spock be swept off his feet

and that’s when the angel radio bursts to life. cas slams his eyes shut, trying to drown out the sound that is now ricocheting inside his head. several angels are speaking at once, led by a rather annoying voice that was currently telling cas to ‘get it’ with a snicker of teasing from the other angels.

“shut up,” cas hisses under his breath, words slipping out before cas could realize he’d uttered the words out loud instead of through the frequency of the angel radio.

“did you just-” dean breaks off with a soft moan. “just tell me to shut up?” he huffs with a hint of humor, legs wrapping around cas’ waist as he pulls the angel closer. “thought you liked it like this.”

“wasn’t talking to you,” cas mutters, fingers gripping tightly against dean’s thighs as he leans in closer.

dean lets out a gasp of pleasure, before he seems to register cas’ words and he lets out a groan in frustration; slumping back against the pillows. “seriously? angel radio, right now?” dean sighs, covering his eyes with his arm. “way to ruin the mood.”

“they were rather loudly and obnoxiously telling me to ‘get it’,” cas says, using finger quotations as he looks down at dean in exasperation.

“seriously?” dean grumbles, pushing himself off of the bed. “can’t believe I have to deal with this. friggin angels,” dean says, picking up his shirt from the floor.

oh uhm, good for them