The Angel Of Thursday Misnderstands Your Reference

“It’s not an issue, Sam. You sought refuge in my home and I granted it.” he said calmly before scowling at Balthazar. “We are happy to help, aren’t we?” he asked and Balthazar scowled at Castiel but relented, giving Sam a warm smile.

Sam looked over at Dean, and Dean helped his brother sit up more, before Sam shrugged his shoulders toward Castiel and Balthazar, blinking his eyes at Balthazar’s comments, opening his mouth to respond, but then he’d left the room, Dean sneering after him.

Gabriel glanced at Castiel when he at back down, but said nothing else. Instead, he watched the building and the crews leaving. He was up right after Castiel was, slowly walking toward it.

“Why? Because you don’t treat Omega’s like objects for Alpha’s to claim? Because you don’t look down on others and treat people equally? Because you’re sly yet playful but can be respectful?” Castiel asked, listing off the things that appealed to him in the few moments they’ve had.

Gabriel just started at Castiel as he listed his good traits. He couldn’t believe that this Omega seemed to like him. Even if Castiel did act more Alpha than Omega. That actually made Gabriel like him more than the rest of the Omegas he’d met.

Castiel smiled, unlocking his door and was reluctantly chased inside by his brother. He sighed, knowing this wasn’t the end of his night.

Gabriel just sat there, watching the two practically naked men talk. If they weren’t brothers, he would have sworn that they were together or bonded, but for some reason, he was happy. It didn’t make sense, though, because he had no reason to want to be with an Omega he just met other than biology.

Castiel grinned and moved to sit next to Gabriel on the bench again, all annoyance gone, a small smile even pulling at his lips. So maybe the fire alarm wasn’t too annoying, perhaps it could be forgiven entirely.

Gabriel glanced at Castiel when he at back down, but said nothing else. Instead, he watched the building and the crews leaving. He was up right after Castiel was, slowly walking toward it.

“Why? Because you don’t treat Omega’s like objects for Alpha’s to claim? Because you don’t look down on others and treat people equally? Because you’re sly yet playful but can be respectful?” Castiel asked, listing off the things that appealed to him in the few moments they’ve had.

Castiel found himself heaped over in the chair by the door, fallen over the armrest when Dean entered, Balthazar soon entering and checking him when he winced as he stood.

Dean glanced back to Cas momentarily, grinning at him for a moment before scooting the chair he’d been using closer to Sam’s bedside and talking to him softly for a few minutes, not bothering to make Sam translate everything to English, rather speaking their native tongue as he filled them in.

“It’s not an issue, Sam. You sought refuge in my home and I granted it.” he said calmly before scowling at Balthazar. “We are happy to help, aren’t we?” he asked and Balthazar scowled at Castiel but relented, giving Sam a warm smile.

It’s been a few days now and Castiel was content to see Dean and Balthazar not killing each other yet, though they usually ignored the other if Castiel didn’t force them to interact.

As long as Dean stayed out of the room that Balthazar was in as much as he could, he didn’t find any need to want to hurt him. When they were in the same room, one left. Made things easy.

Castiel found himself heaped over in the chair by the door, fallen over the armrest when Dean entered, Balthazar soon entering and checking him when he winced as he stood.

It's been a few days now and Castiel was content to see Dean and Balthazar not killing each other yet, though they usually ignored the other if Castiel didn't force them to interact.

"We are also far more surprising than you think. We have tricks, Dean, and Balthazar and I know more than a few helpful allies. We have safety measures." Castiel smiled, a faint action.

"I guess so. And, hate to admit it, but you’re stuck with us already. Not very many on me and Sammy’s side. Don’t know if any of the others want to stop it," He said, a little sad as he looked back to Cas.

Castiel jumped at the sudden hug, not expecting it, but the question from Dean had him almost in tears, throwing his arms around the taller man and burying his face into Dean’s neck.

Castiel was stunned, because here was the angel that all but sauntered into his life, a divine being far surpassing Castiel…

There were certain things that Dean knew better than the world, but humanity was not one of those things. And he was worried about Castiel, an emotion that he had never experienced before outside of his brother. It was weird.

"We are also far more surprising than you think. We have tricks, Dean, and Balthazar and I know more than a few helpful allies. We have safety measures." Castiel smiled, a faint action.

Castiel started the coffee machine, desperately needing it right now. “I don’t want to leave my church without a priest, but I’d rather not leave my world without an extra pair of hands to save it.” Castiel said, knowing it was Dean who entered.

Dean listened to the priest speak, crossing his arms over his chest and shrugging after a moment. “I’ve figured your family’s to hard to fight with right now,” He snorted some, leaning against a counter and the lowering his eyes.

Castiel was stunned, because here was the angel that all but sauntered into his life, a divine being far surpassing Castiel...

"Just remember I am called Loki for a reason, kiddo." and with that, Gabriel left, waving to Castiel and scuttling down to his shop happily.

Castiel jumped at the sudden hug, not expecting it, but the question from Dean had him almost in tears, throwing his arms around the taller man and burying his face into Dean's neck.

Castiel pulled off with a pop and licked at the base, nosing his balls and purred. “You want more, then don’t hold back.” his voice was low and wrecked, eyes sparkling with that rare shine that reminded people just what he had been before he fell for humanity.

"You healed him, he seems fine." Castiel smacked Balthazar upside the head who promptly groaned ‘I need a drink’. "Yes, you are fine." he scowled at the elder before shaking his head.

"He is fine. He wouldn’t let me finish, but the worst is healed." Dean returned, smirking toward Balthazar for a moment before rolling his eyes at the interaction between the two of them.

Castiel started the coffee machine, desperately needing it right now. "I don't want to leave my church without a priest, but I'd rather not leave my world without an extra pair of hands to save it." Castiel said, knowing it was Dean who entered.

"Cassie has enough on his plate. And as a big brother, you need to make sure they don’t worry." Balthazar said, shifting as he slowly pulled his jacket on, phantom pains aching him.

Dean nodded his head slowly, looking back to where Sam was hidden before carefully balancing himself again, tucking his hands into the pocket of his suit while the rosary hung out a little on the edge, watching between the two brothers with a forced smile.

"You healed him, he seems fine." Castiel smacked Balthazar upside the head who promptly groaned 'I need a drink'. "Yes, you are fine." he scowled at the elder before shaking his head.

"Cas." Balthazar wheezed, coughing as his body shuddered slightly. At the hand on the wound his head fell back and he groaned at the warm rush of Grace smoothing away the injuries.

Dean watched him quietly, “Yeah, okay,” He muttered as he healed his side, finishing it and pulling his hand away for a moment, breathing out to shut his eyes and focus, looking back at Balthazar.

"Cassie has enough on his plate. And as a big brother, you need to make sure they don't worry." Balthazar said, shifting as he slowly pulled his jacket on, phantom pains aching him.

Balthazar just shook his head, hand gripping his side now weakly. The blood was thick now, coating his fingers and shirt. And he had treated it too. That’s what he gets for jerking around.

Dean walked forward, kneeling down beside him and shaking his head some, tracing his fingers above the injuries and then looking back at the human. “You gonna try to kill me if I use some of my Grace?”

"Cas." Balthazar wheezed, coughing as his body shuddered slightly. At the hand on the wound his head fell back and he groaned at the warm rush of Grace smoothing away the injuries.