#whelvenwings

"Dean has many insecurities but when Castiel notices, he decides to show Dean something that could change his mind."

Excerpt:

“Very Fancy Dinosaur”

-from “SOME LOVELY BOARD GAMES 4″ by What I'm Doing Now, 24:55

Chapter seven is up!

Pairings: Castiel/Dean Winchester

[Tags: angst with a happy ending, memory loss, pre-season 10, canon divergent]

Chapter Summary:

Sam blinked. He suddenly thought of the way he’d always seen Cas as large and cosmic. Despite how Sam called Cas a ‘friend’ it was Dean who’d treated him more like a brother-in-arms than an offshoot of celestial power. Even after hell, Sam felt that Cas’s otherness drew more attention from him than any human traits he’d picked up.

Now, though, he saw through Cas’s eyes and to the core of the matter: his heart.

“Oh,” Sam said quietly in realization.

Start from the beginning:

[ This AMAZING Graphic Made by the incredibly talented @bluefirecas and a HUGE thank you shout out to my godlike betas: @donestiel @wanderingcas and @sinnabonka. I couldn’t do this without them! ]

“Nervous?”

Dean turned to look over his shoulder at the new voice. 

A boy with a neat haircut was lounging (as much as one could) on the wooden stadium seating, and was holding a box of some kind of sweets that he then attempted to toss into his mouth, missing entirely.

“Ah man,” the boy said, watching the candy as it rolled away, and tried the toss again, to the same result. 

Dean raised an eyebrow, trying to place the boy’s face. He recognized him as a fellow Hufflepuff that he’d seen around, but hadn't interacted with him enough to remember his name. 

“M’not nervous.” He said flatly.

The boy held out his box in Dean’s direction. 

“Want some?” He offered, shaking the box. “Berti Bott’s.”

“I’m okay, thanks,” Dean said. 

The boy shrugged.

“You’re Dean, right?” The boy said, taking two Berti Bott’s beans out of the box and tossing them both up into the air over his mouth and wincing as they hit his cheeks.  

“Yeah,” Dean said, now wondering if he should feel bad for not knowing the other boy’s name. 

[ID 1: A screencap of a phone lock screen displaying the time as 12:55am on Wednesday, 26 January with a small notification bar labelled Digital Wellbeing. The artwork is of a small cartoon girl with pink hair whose face seems to be pressed up against the screen as she yells, "Be kind to yourself today OR ELSE!" /End ID]

[ID 2: A screenshot of Spotify displaying the song Swimming Pools (Drank) by Kendrick Lamar. /End ID]

[ID 3: A photograph of a saucepan from above showing four white fish fillets in a sauce of chopped tomato with onions and courgette. /End ID]

OMG, a tag game!! Thank you to @whelvenwings for tagging me in this, I haven't done one for ages so of course I had to do it immediately :D I was tagged to share my lock screen, last song I listened to, and the last picture I saved.

So for my lock screen you have a wallpaper by the inimitable @whatsupbeanie reminding me to be kind to myself OR ELSE! (Apologies for the Digital Wellbeing notification, but it's actually a good thing because it prevents my clock numbers from becoming huuuuuge and obscuring even more of the design. Why Android). For my last song, I've been having a 2012 Throwback Day and listening to Swimming Pools (Drank) on repeat. And finally, I didn't really have any downloaded pictures from the last while so please enjoy a photo of what I cooked for dinner tonight! It's a BBC Good Food recipe, Haddock in Tomato Basil Sauce. I'm not normally a big fish eater but it was delicious!

I'm going to inflict this game in turn on @ghostsquidsandspacebees @lhoandbehold @dragonsthough101 @rain--pitter-patters and @zz9pzza if it pleases you :D No pressure at all!

Wishing Em a very wonderful birthday!! Hope you’re having an amazing day filled with lots of laughs & joy with your family & friends! 🥳🎉🎉

“I’ll be back,” Cas vowed, on a night just like this, both not that long and far too long ago. “Meet me here, on this same spot next year, at midnight.”

Dean gripped his shoulders, willing him to stay. “You don’t have to go, Cas. We can fight them.”

Cas, ever patient, shook his head. “Let me do this right.”

Family’s tough, Dean knew. Worse, when your family’s a bunch of literal angels.

“I’ll be here,” Dean said then, sealing the promise with the desperate clutch of his fingertips in Cas’s jacket. “I’ll wait.”

“I’m here,” Dean says now, checking his watch. 11:59. “You better show up.” He’s not sure what he’ll do if Cas doesn’t. He’ll have to find a way to storm Heaven.

...Wouldn’t be the first time.

There’s a flutter of wings. Dean blinks, and Cas is there.

His blue eyes are wide, sparkling in the starlight, and he’s got a lop-sided smile. Nothing else has changed.

Dean’s missed him so much his whole body aches. He does what he should have done at their goodbye, grabs Cas by the shoulders, and drags him closer.

Cas smiles against Dean’s mouth, and then they are kissing.

“Tell me its for keeps this time,” Dean says, when they break for ever.