Destiel and Sabriel Imagines

Destiel: Blind (AU)

Dean has been blind sense he was nine. Every night he would pray to the Angels to come heal him, even now, 20 years later. "Hello, Dean." A voice greeted from behind him.

"Who's there?" Dean asked, spinning around. "I've heard your prayers and am here to help." He explained. "Wait, are you an angel?" Dean asked. "I thought that was clear." He answered. "So, you're really gonna heal me? I'll be able to see?" Dean clarified.

"Yes. Now sit down." He demanded and Dean obeyed. He felt fingers press to his head then he saw light. It took him a few minutes to adjust but when he had he began to walk around the room. He circled the room several times before looking back at the Angel. "I can see." Dean smiled.

"Yes." He answered. "You're.... You're beautiful." Dean complemented. "This is merely a vessel." He explained. "No, no. Not on the outside." Dean answered. "You can see my true form?" He asked surprised. "I guess." Dean shrugged. "Well, thank you, for the compliment." He praised.

"What's your name?" Dean asked. "Castiel." The Angel answered. "Now you should probably go look at your mother and brother." Castiel suggested. A grin spread across Dean's face before he ran through the house. "Mom! Mom!" Dean yelled. He went into the kitchen where he mother always was. "What is it honey?" She asked concerned.

"I was right, you're beautiful." Dean whispered. "What are you talking about?" His mother asked. "I can see." Dean smiled. He smiled. "You.. You can see?" She light stumbled. "You can see!" She smiled and jumped into his arms. He easily caught her and spun around.

"Where's Sam?" He asked, gently letting her go. "In his room." She answered and he darted down the hall to his younger brothers room. When he burst threw Sam's head flew up. Sam noticed something, something their mother didn't.

Dean looked at him. Normally it was as if Dean would look threw you. "Dean, what's going on?" Sam asked cautiously. "I can see." That was all it took for Sam to launch himself into his big brothers arms. Dean wrapped his arms around his brother. "God, you really are tall." Dean laughed and Sam joined in.

"How is this possible?" He asked. "I was visited by an Angel." Dean answered. "Yeah, yeah I guess you were." Dean didn't bother to tell Sam he was serious. After a nice, long, perfect family day, Dean decided to turn in for the night.

"Castiel? Can you hear me?" Dean called. "Hello Dean." A voice called. Dean quickly turned around. "Hi. I just want to say thank you. I mean I literally could just-" Dean cut himself off by slamming his lips to the Angels. He planned for it to be a quick, playful kiss, but Castiel held him in place, forcing his tongue passed Dean's lips. Dean never protested, but complied with Castiel's motions.

"Did I just make out with an angel?" Dean breathed and Castiel nodded. "Can I do it again?" He asked. Castiel never answered, just pulled Dean back towards him.

I know this one was really short and sucked but I wrote it in like two periods so I'm sorry.