"So he doesn't say it?" Sam asked him. "I thought you'd be the one not to," he confessed. Dean looked away and smiled gently.
He didn't need Cas to say that he loved him. He can tell that he does. He says it in other ways. The way he waits up for him. "Did you sleep?" How he comforts him, patiently, when he's upset. "Have you eaten?"
He eats dinner with him, even though he doesn't need to eat. He spends the night in bed with him, while Dean sleeps, even though he doesn't need to. He comes back to Dean every night. Over and over and over again, no matter what's going on in Heaven.
Dean smiled again, like he knew a secret that nobody else did. "He doesn't say it. But he tells me everyday".
A/N: Just a short destiel
I think I write too much destiel
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Oneshots Part One
FanfictionCollection of all the oneshots I own varying in size and genre. Some angst, some smut, some fluff, some humour. I'll warn you if it's smut destiel sabriel wincestiel johnlock drarry eleven/river etc. Any requests I'll be happy to ...
