When You’re Lyin’ Here in My Arms
Pairing: Dean/Cas (background pairings too)
Rating: Teen and Up
Word Count: 7240
Warnings: Idiots to Lovers. Fake Dating.
Written For: @blueeyesandpie, for @profoundnet‘s PB Exchange: Feast
On Ao3
Preview:
“What?” Dean leaned forward, trying to look at the card. When Cas pulled it away, Dean pouted. “How am I supposed to help you out if you won’t even let me know what’s going on?” He snatched the card from Cas’ hand and read it over. “Oh.”
“Yeah, ‘Oh.’” Cas huffed out of frustration. “I guess they conveniently forgot that I broke up with Inais a few months ago.”
Dean shrugged. “Or you just got the reservation card everyone else got.”
“You know my family, Dean. That gets returned without a checkmark in it; I’m not going to hear the end of it.” Cas dragged a hand down his face. “It’s Hannah’s wedding. Gabe and Meg are together and going strong. Balthazar’s bringing their significant other home for the first time, which means it’s serious. And me? I’m going to be the one who’s alone. Sticking out like a sore thumb.”
“It’s not necessarily a bad thing, Cas. There’ll be single friends there, right?”
“I don’t know much about Bartholemew’s family or guests, but it’s a small wedding. Family and a couple of friends. They’re doing the whole streaming thing for the ceremony for those who want to see it.” Cas shook his head. “I said I was taking a break after Inias. I need to stick to it.”
“Good for you. And you can tell that to your family or anyone who bugs you for being single.”
Cas couldn’t stop the groan that fell from his lips. “And now I’m stuck. I really don’t want to have to explain myself over and over again.”
“You act like you’re going to have to explain yourself over and over again. Your family will drop it if you tell them to, and any strangers, well… They’re just assholes if they come up to you wanting to know why you’re single.” Dean stood up and crossed to the fridge. He pulled two beers out and came back, handing one to Cas before sitting down. “It’s not as big of a deal as you’re making it out to be.”
“I’m going to be miserable for a week. I think it’s a pretty big deal. And you’re just going to let me suffer.” An epiphany slapped Cas in the face. “You don’t want me to suffer, right?”
“You’re not going to suffer, Cas.”
“Because you’re coming with me.”
Dean shook his head vehemently. “Nope. I’m not invited. Pretty sure I would have gotten one of those fancy invites all for myself. Besides, you said family and friends of the bride and groom. I get along with Hannah, sure. But I wouldn’t call myself a close friend.”
“Maybe not, but you’re my best friend. And my family does consider you family.” Cas attempted to pout, doing his best to plead with Dean. “Come and pretend to be my boyfriend. Please?”
“Woah!” Dean shot up and backed away from the table. “It’s one thing to come as your friend, Cas. But your boyfriend? Your family’s going to see right through that.”
