#demons-rule-hell

Sam combed fingers through his hair and the fluffy ears twitched by the touch. Sam gently brushed them with fingertips and they twitched again. Were they ticklish or it was some sort of a tic? Sam stretched arms above his head and yawned hard and before he could help it he groaned when exhaling and hurried to cover his mouth. He blinked the sleepy tears away and suddenly saw Cas staring at him with wide eyes.

‘Are you okay?’ He asked and held Sam’s hand, pulling it off his mouth.

‘Yeah’ Sam smiled and rested hand on Cas’ shoulder ‘m sorry I woke you up’

‘Are you crying?’ Cas’s brows locked with concern, head tilted and he brushed the corners of Sam’s eyes.

‘No’ Sam laughed low and sleepy and Cas got goosebumps. ‘I just yawned too hard. Happens to everyone.’  He couldn’t help and yawned again and when he stopped Cas was yawning too. ‘It’s contagious’

‘Is that bad? It happens to both of us already.’

‘No, Cas, it’s okay. It’s a reaction. When you see someone yawning or just hear the word and you can’t help but.. yaaaa-‘ Sam did it again ‘-wn’

‘Stooooop’ Cas whined and yawned again, covering his face with hands. Sam laughed.

‘Can I stand up? Have to visit the toilet and go prepare breakfast.’

‘Alright’ Cas smiled but when Sam tried to stand up he pushed his chest down. Sam looked him in surprise. He was stronger than he seemed. ‘I want kiss first’

‘You liked it, didn’t you?’ Sam smirked and wrapped arms around him.

‘Please’ Cas whispered with the most adorable face Sam has ever seen.

Sam griped his waist and neck and carefully rolled over so he lay over Cas. He held on Sam’s shoulders and stared him right in the eyes.

‘I’m not really good at this’   

‘Doesn’t matter.’ Sam whispered and leaned down barely brushing lips over Castiel’s soft purple ones. He was teasing and trying to make him need it. ‘Why do you want to kiss me?’

‘I have… some sort of … attraction to you. Need…’ Cas exhaled the unfinished sentenced. His breath smelled so good when it rushed through Sam’s nose and his body strained. He needed Cas too. He felt himself trying to restrain. He had to be gentle with Cas. The previous night was his first kiss. Sam was his first in everything. He had to be careful. ‘And why you are willing to kiss me when I say I want?’

‘Honestly? I don’t know. I just really like you’ Sam smiled, dimples cutting their ways in his cheeks.

Cas tangled fingers carefully in Sam’s bangs, his heat soaking in his own body. Cas loved Sam’s warmth and needed him close. He was so happy Sam wasn’t intending to pull away. He only cut the distance. Brief kitty kiss on Cas’ lips, then some tease on the corners of his mouth, Cas held his face and pressed lips hard into Sam’s, chin lifted up. Sam exhaled and tilted head on the other side, brushing nose into Castiel’s, and parting his lips to take Cas’s bottom one. He pulled with a pop noise and pushed back at his lips, teasing with a tongue. Cas felt the wetness, the demand and his heart banged in his ribcage, his chest acquiring slight red glowing. But he didn’t allow access.

‘Usually, you have to crack a bit’ Sam whispered, but Cas only blushed and turned head away. ‘Alright, it’s okay. Maybe next time.’ Sam kissed his temple and stood up walking out the room.

When he finished in the toilet Cas was waiting him in the hallway.

‘Are you mad?’ He whispered with concern.

‘No, Cas of course not’ Sam chuckled and caught his hand leading him to the kitchen. ‘We are not doing anything you don’t like. I just thought you wanted to kiss’

‘I do’ Cas jumped in front of him. ‘But it’s … strange to me… your mouth is wet.’

‘So is yours’ Sam laughed ‘Saliva. Everyone has it. You can’t kiss drily.’

‘You have to teach me a lot of things.’

‘I definitely will’ Sam knocked Cas’ nose with a finger and went to the fridge. Before he opened the door he turned back ‘Cas? Can we…let’s keep it a secret from Dean okay?’

‘What to keep a secret?’ Cas frowned.

‘You know … that we kissed.’

‘Why?’

‘I don’t think he will approve. Let’s just… don’t say anything for now. Let’s act as always. I will decide when to tell him.’

That day Castiel was clingier to Sam more than ever. And not that Sam didn’t like it but he wasn’t used to it and many times asked him to give him some space. Having someone constantly around him, touching him was a bit overwhelming. Castiel sensed his anxiety and pulled back to his own interesting stuff like playing on Sam’s phone, surfing the web and learning new stuff and soon he and Sam were passionately discussing Earth holidays and celebrations like Christmas, Thanksgiving, Easter and many others. Cas was really excited and wanted to celebrate.

Later, after dinner, Dean grabbed his pie and moved in front of the TV. Castiel looked for dessert but he didn’t find anything. And Sam hasn’t thought to take something for Cas. They three sat to watch TV before bed and Castiel tugged on Sam’s sleeve, pointing at the pie in Dean’s hands.

‘Dean, can you please cut a slice for Cas?’

‘Excuse me?’ Dean raised brows and stopped chewing.

‘I forgot to take something sweet for him’

‘And what exactly am I supposed to do?’

‘Just give him a slice okay?’

‘Like hell I will.’

‘Please, Dean’ Cas tilted head and licked lips at the sight of the apple pie.

‘Don’t you dare touch my pie’ Dean warned and stood up, leaving the room.

Cas curled and sank in the couch in silence. Even when Sam squeezed his shoulder, Cas didn’t respond.

‘It’s getting late but I can try to make you something sweet. There is a jar of honey if you want.’

‘I want to go to bed’ Cas mumbled and stood up, without even looking at Sam.

Sam didn’t know what to do. He followed Cas and tried to talk to him thought the closed bedroom door but Cas didn’t respond. Sam got angry and went to fight with Dean.

‘Why you have to be such an asshole?’

‘Is the baby crying?’

‘Why are you so tight-fisted? I could buy you a new pie. He just wanted a slice.’

‘I don’t like him. I don’t share pie with anyone I don’t like’

‘We talked about it. We have to look after him.’

‘No! YOU have to look after him. Come on, Sammy, he is not a child. I didn’t sign up for this. Castiel’s place is not here. You have to accept it.’

Sam snorted and shook head, heading out of the kitchen.

‘You are too different Sammy. He can’t change for us and we can’t change for him. His place is not here. He will be always miserable.’

Sam was just coming out of the bathroom when he heard yelling through the hallways. He recognized Dean’s voice and fire of panic swallowed him whole. He wasn’t supposed to be back so early.

Sam ran to the kitchen and found Cas, scared, curled on the top of the fridge, hissing and whimpering as Dean had pointed gun and knife at him.

‘WHAT ARE YOU? HOW DID YOU GET HERE?’

‘DEAN’

‘SAM, STAY BACK’

‘NO YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND’ Sam jumped on him and slapped the weapons from his hands.

‘ARE YOU CRAZY? WHAT ARE YOU DOING?’ Dean yelled trying to look at Sam but keep eye contact on the thing.

‘Sam, halp’ Cas whined from the fridge and Dean got even more shocked.

‘IT CAN TALK?’

‘Dean, let me explain’ Sam stood between them, still dripping wet from the shower. Dean’s eyes darted confused between Sam and the thing. ‘His name is Castiel. He is… an alien’

‘WHAT?’

‘Let me finish. Listen, Dean, I saved him from the woods. Do you have any idea what would have happened if someone else found him first?’ Dean opened mouth to say something but Sam raised his finger to silence him. ‘He is not much different than us.  He is scared, he is alone.’

‘Wait, wait, wait… You’ve been hiding him since the night with the meteor? And you didn’t tell me anything?’

‘Yes, I was trying to avoid this moment’

They all stood in silence for some time.

‘Sam’ Dean talked quietly and calmly ‘We have … an a-alien in the kitchen. An outer space creature.’

‘So? He is… you don’t know him. He is very good… and adorable.’

‘Yeah…. Until he cuts our throats in our sleep’

‘He is scared, Dean. I left the door of his room unlocked the last 2 nights and you know… he didn’t do anything bad. We eat breakfast and lunch and dinner together. He is learning from my laptop and we read books and watch TV. He wants to go home… that’s all…’ Sam stepped to the fridge and reached arms up ‘Come here. Don’t be scared’

Cas looked at Dean’s angry, confused face, then at Sam’s calm hazel puppy eyes and reached hands to wrap around Sam’s shoulders. Sam hoped not to drop him but Cas wasn’t that heavy and he was very careful when he slid from the top of the fridge, wrapping his limbs around Sam and hiding in his neck, Sam hugging his waist, Cas’ hair tickling his showered soft skin.

‘How can you touch him?’

‘Because we trust each other. Because I’m taking care of him. Don’t be mean, Dean.’

‘Yeah, don’t be m-en Den’ Cas repeated Sam’s words peeking an eye at Dean and Sam laughed.

‘He doesn’t even know how to English right’ Dean barely helped himself from laughing too.

‘Assbutt’ Cas tried to hit Dean with his tail and Sam caught it just on time.

‘Castiel, don’t. Where did you learn that? Don’t talk like that. It’s not polite.’

‘Sorry…’ Cas mumbled with face in his neck and hugged him tighter.

‘Promise not to be rude with Dean?’

‘Promise’

‘Dean, promise not to be rude with Cas.’

‘But, Sam…’

‘Dean’ Sam insisted.

‘But you are having an alien for a pet. Why don’t you buy a dog?’

‘He is not a pet, Dean. He is a friend’

Dean groaned and slid hand down his face ‘You are so ridiculous’

‘Dean, for god’s sake.’

‘Alright, alright… I promise I will be good with your…’ Sam bitchfaced him ‘I’ll be friendly with Castiel. But don’t come near me or touch my stuff’ He warned the alien at the end and left the kitchen.

Sam brought Cas in his bedroom and left him on the bed.

‘Did he scare you much?’ Cas only nodded and cuddled back into Sam. ‘He will get use to you soon.’ Sam rubbed Cas’ back and Cas arched in the touch.

‘You smell good’ Cas uttered and combed fingers through Sam’s wet hair, his face buried in Sam’s neck. Sam’s muscles twitched when Cas’s fingers slid over his abs and around his waist.

‘Cas, maybe we should dress up. I don’t want us to get cold.’ Sam whispered, but somewhere at the back of his mind, he actually enjoyed Cas’s skin colliding into his, he enjoyed tracing his fingers over his back, he loved Cas’s clinginess onto him.

‘Kay’ Cas pulled back a little and their faces were inches apart, staring right into each other’s eyes. Cas’s breath smelled so good which surprised Sam. ‘Can I braid your hair?’

‘Sure’ Sam answered quietly and lifted chin up to press his lips between Cas’s brows. Cas closed his eyes and they sat like that for far longer than acceptable. Cas’s tail wrapped around Sam’s wrist, his hands still firmly pressed to Sam’s smooth skin. Cas smiled at him when Sam pulled back and he suddenly wanted so badly to taste Cas’s lips, pure curiosity if they were as sweet as his breath.

‘Will you sit still while I dress up? We can go for breakfast together after that’

Cas nodded and untangled himself from Sam. They both felt unusually cold without the touch of the other. Cas was too distracted to play with Sam’s phone again while the Winchester was dressing up. And better because Sam wasn’t ready to walk naked in front of him. Not that Cas would mind. Sam chose t-shirt and plaid shirt and threw them on the bed while searching for jeans and towel for his hair. When he turned he found Cas wearing his shirts.

‘Umm.. those are mine. Your clothes are in your room.’

‘I want this’

‘Fine’ Sam sighed and picked up another shirt. ‘You look like a sack of potatoes in those’ Sam laughed on their way to the kitchen and Cas looked him confused.

‘I want to watch cartoon’

‘Go turn on the TV and find cartoon while I bring breakfast.’

When Sam came back with the tray of eggs, juices and waffles he found Dean and Cas on couch fighting for the remote control, holding it on the opposite sides and pulling hard.

‘Give it to ME’

‘ASSBUTT’ Cas wacked his tail across Dean’s face (not that it hurt or anything because it was too soft)  

‘Castiel’ Sam raised his voice and placed the tray of food on the table, catching his tail in fist. ‘You promised something. Are you both 5-year old?’

‘He started it.’

‘I don’t care who started it. But you both gonna stop.’ Sam sat between them and took the remote giving it to Cas to choose cartoon.’

‘HEY’ Dean protested.

‘Dean, please just let him watch’ Sam pleaded with puppy eyes, tired of those fights.

Dean sighed irritated and left them alone.