You slowly wake up from your deep slumber. As you open your eyes, you realize that you're in Sam's room. Did he put you here? Where is he?
You reluctantly get up from the soft bed and tie your hair into a messy bun at the top of your head. You leave the room and head down the stairs.
"Morning, sleepy pants." Dean calls from downstairs. As you reach the bottom of the stairs, you realize that Cas was there. He looked at Dean, puzzled, "Dean, I don't get that reference. How can pants be sleepy?" He asked. Dean looked up at him, but didn't answer his question.
You walk into the kitchen because you knew where it was and got some water. A few moments after you got water, Sam walked into the kitchen. "Sam, where did you sleep last night?" You ask.
"On the couch." He replied
"Why did you do that? I would've gladly slept on the couch."
"Because I wanted you to be comfortable." He says
You blush as Sam said that. He was so thoughtful. You didn't say anything after that, but smiled at him. He smiled back at you and walked over to the fridge, "Do you want breakfast? What do you like?" He asked, looking over at you.
"I'll have whatever you're having." You say
"So eggs?" He asks
You nod and smile again at him. Dean and Cas come into the kitchen and pull Sam aside for a moment. You stand there, pondering on what it could be about.
They all come back into the kitchen and Dean starts to talk. "We think there's a case a few towns down. Cas and I are gonna go check it out and Sam is gonna stay here with you." You nod, wanting to protest saying that you'll be fine by yourself, but you knew Dean wouldn't go for that since he only met you yesterday. Dean grabs his keys and his jacket and walks out of the room, Cas following close behind him. Sam walks back over to the fridge, "Still hungry?" He asks. You nod and he smiles, getting the eggs out and starting to cook them. You go into the other room and sit down at the table. The bunker was quiet without Dean there, but it was nice. The only sound you could hear was the sizzling of food on a pan and the occasional pan or plate clanking.
Around 10 minutes later, Sam came over to the table and set down a plate of scrabbled eggs with a piece of toast in front of you. He also brought over a cup of coffee, which was much appreciated. He sat across from you with the exact same food. You smile at him, "Thank you." You say, before picking up the fork resting on the plate and taking a bite of the eggs. You had to be completely honest, these were the best scrambled eggs you've ever had in your life. You didn't know what it was, but it was delicious. Maybe it was just because Sam made them.
After the two of you finished eating, Sam picked up the plates and went into the kitchen to wash them. You follow him into the kitchen to help. Sam cleaned the plates while you dried them, it worked out pretty well.
Sam looked over at you once you were done drying the last plate. You look up at him, "What?" You ask.
"Nothing." He replied, looking away once more. "Can you go out in that? I wanted to go buy you some clothes today, since you don't have any here." He said
"Sam, you don't have to do tha-" He cut you off.
"But I want to. Can you go out in that?" He repeated.
"Yeah I can. I don't want you to spend much money on me though." You say, looking up at him.
He nods, "Okay." He said to you, but in the back of his mind he made a mental note to not do that.
You smile at him and then walk out of the room. He follows close behind you. "We have to walk, is that okay?" Sam asked, looking at you
You nod, "Yeah, that's fine. It gives us more time to talk, right?"
He nods and smiles, "Yeah."
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You two start walking for the clothing store that you were at the day before. You stand fairly close to Sam and he does the same to you. You chuckle to yourself as you are thinking about Dean and Cas. Sam looks over to you, "What's so funny?" He asked
"Nothing." You replied, still chuckling slightly
"No, it's obviously something, you're still laughing about it." He points out.
You sigh, "Okay, so... I don't know how to talk to you about this subject." You say, smiling up at him
"What subject? Tell meeee." He whines, looking at you.
You sigh again, louder this time, "Okay. In my world, on the show, it seems as though... Dean likes Cas and vise versa."
Sam furrows his brows a bit and looks a bit puzzled, "Of course Dean likes Cas, they wouldn't be friends if he didn't like him."
"No, Sam. Not as friends. As boyfriends." You say, pausing for a second, "From what I see, they're like in love but they don't want to admit it."
Sam stopped walking for a moment and started laughing uncontrollably.
"Sam?" You ask as he looks like a lunatic on the side of the road
"Of course they like each other! It's literally the most obvious thing in the world, I just thought no one else noticed it!" He exclaimed, "The way they stare at each other for minutes on end, it's obvious; I guess to everyone but them." He smiled, looking at you
You smile back at him, "Everyone in my world ships it. Their ship name is 'destiel'. I recall you came up with it in an episode."
He grins, "I suppose I did. Glad it caught on. I think it's better than 'casdean'" He said, starting to walk again
"I agree. Do you think we could talk to them about it? I'll talk to Cas and you talk to Dean?" You ask, walking with Sam
"Yeah, let's do it." He smiled, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you closer to him. You blush and look up at him, but quickly look back down at the road to see where they were going. Sam kept his arm around you the entire walk to the store. Once you get there, Sam guides you over to the ladies section. He lets you pick out anything you like and then you go to try the stuff on. Of course you liked everything you tried on.
"Hey, Sam?" You ask, walking out of the dressing room
He stands up from the bench he was waiting at and looks at you, "Did you like the stuff you tried on?" He asked
"Yeah I did, that's kinda the problem. I don't want you to have to pay for all of it." You say
He smiles a bit, "I'm going to pay for it." He took all of the clothes from you and you follow him over to the cash registers. He pays for it all, no matter how many times you protested. He carried the two bags full of clothes on the way back to the bunker, "Sam, you didn't have to do that." You say softly
"But I wanted to, (Y/N)." He looked down at you and smiled, walking inside the bunker. Dean and Cas were back by the time you got there.
You smile at the pair as you walk inside, "Where did you two go?" Dean asks, eyeing the bags
"To get some clothes for (Y/N)." Sam replies
You smile to at Sam and take the bags from him, "I'm gonna go change." You say. He nods and goes over to Cas and Dean. You head up the stairs and into Sam's room, placing the bags on the bed. You take out the clothes you wanted to wear and slipped them on. You chose to wear dark blue skinny jeans that had rips in them, a black tank top with a green, white, and black plaid flannel, and a light brown leather jacket. You also slipped on the boots that Dean had bought you the day before. You let your hair down from its bun and let it flow freely. You bought a small bit of makeup with the clothes so you went to the bathroom to apply it. You did a simple winged liner and filled in your eyebrows before applying some mascara to your top and bottom lashes. The liner made your bright blue eyes pop and you were happy with the finished product. You left Sam's room and bounded downstairs, meeting the boys in the kitchen where they were talking at the table.
As soon as you walked in the room, Sam, Dean and Cas looked over at you and Sam's jaw dropped. He just stood there, staring at you for a good fifteen seconds and the others did the same. "You just gonna stand there or tell me what the case was about?" You ask, raising your perfectly lined eyebrows. Sam coughs a bit and nods, the color red creeping up on his cheeks
Dean smirked at Sam, "Ooh, Sammy has a crush!" He exclaimed
"You're talking!" He retaliated, looking back at you. You giggled a bit, remembering your previous conversation about Dean and Cas.
Dean furrowed his brows, "What's that supposed to mean?" He asked
"Uhm- do you want me to bring it up?" Sam asked, looking at Dean with his eyebrows raised
"Yeah, I don't know what the hell you're talking about!" Dean exclaimed. Oh no.
"Oh you don't, eh? What about Castiel?" Sam asks
Dean pursed his lips and his face turned red, Cas' too.
"Aha!" Sam exclaims, "Deanie has a crush!"
You giggle slightly as Sam had obviously won that argument. It was kinda cute to see Dean and Cas all flustered over each other.
Sam smiled and then looked back at you. "You wanna talk to Cas and I'll talk to Dean?" He asks
You nod, "Hey, Cas?" You ask and he looks over at you, his face still red as a tomato. "Let's go upstairs and talk." You say. He nods and follows you upstairs to Sam's room. You sit down on the bed and pat the bed next to you for Castiel to sit down. He doesn't say anything, so you talk first.
"Cas, do you like Dean?" You ask him. He doesn't reply right away but when he does, he's a bit jumbled up. "I-I'm not sure. Do y-you mean as a friend?" He asks, his deep voice filling up the room with sound.
"No Cas, I mean as a boyfriend." You reply, looking over at him as he moved his hands.
"I don't know." He replied after a while, "What does liking someone feel like?" He asked, looking over at you
"Liking someone, or loving them feels like no other thing. You don't ever want to leave them, and you want to keep them safe and care for them. You may feel like you want to kiss them or do something more, but that depends on the person." You say
Castiel nods and replies after thinking about your words, "I think I do like Dean." He says simply, "Love is when you feel something stronger than like, am I correct?" He asks.
You nod.
"Then I love Dean." Castiel said, a smile creeping up on his face.
You grin so much that your face hurts, "Castiel, stay right here, I'll be right back." He nods and you grist out of the room, running downstairs and crashing into Sam. Apparently, he had the same idea as you. You both yell simultaneously, "Castiel said he loved Dean!" and "Dean said he loved Castiel!" Your faces both light up and you both yell at the same time, "I'll go get him!" You sprint off one way and Sam sprints off the other way. You run upstairs, out of breath by the time you reached Sam's room. You barge through the door and Cas looks up at you, "C'mon, Cas!" You shout, running in and grabbing his hand, dragging him out of the room. "There's no need to shout." He says calmly, Oh Castiel.
Once you reach the bottom of the stairs, Sam is waiting with Dean. You go stand next to Sam and Cas makes his way down the stairs. As soon as he reached the bottom of the stairs, Dean ran over to him and crashed their lips together. After a few seconds of them kissing, Dean pulls away and rests his forehead on Cas'. "I love you, Cas. I have loved you for a long time now, but I was afraid that you wouldn't feel the same way." Dean said quietly. Cas smiled, "Oh Dean, I love you too." He said. Dean pulled Cas to him and gave him a gigantic hug.
You and Sam whistle and cheer, then you shout, "The ship has sailed!" Both Dean and Cas smile and blush in embarrassment. Finally, they can be together.