Title: First
Dedicated To: Asphalt Cowgrrl - Happy late birthday!
Fandom: Supernatural
Author: Apache Firecat
Characters: Dean/Castiel, Sam
Rating: PG-13/T
Summary: It's a first, but Sam hopes it will never be a last.
Word Count: 200
Written For: A late birthday present for Asphalt Cowgrrl and also for FFFC: Drabble Madness
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
"Hey, Dean, we're going to be late -- " Entering his brother's bedroom, Sam froze. It was still strange to actually have separate rooms. They so rarely had been able to live in anything other than a ratty motel in all their years on the road. It was a very nice change.
Even nicer was the sight laid out before him. Dean slept in Castiel's arms, the Angel's wings and arms wrapped tightly around him. The sheet barely hung over their legs, but at least it did not show Sam anything he didn't want to see. He did, however, very much relished seeing his brother glowing, wrapped in love and joy.
Quietly, Sam edged out of the room and shut the door behind him. He'd just have to call Bobby and let him know they were going to be late. They actually were being able to live real lives at long last, at least for a little while. His brother had found love. Maybe he could again too. He only hoped they could keep it, keep this bunker, and perhaps, with time and what he knew would require much arguing with Dean, actually live for the first time in their lives.
The End
Dedicated To: Asphalt Cowgrrl - Happy late birthday!
Fandom: Supernatural
Author: Apache Firecat
Characters: Dean/Castiel, Sam
Rating: PG-13/T
Summary: It's a first, but Sam hopes it will never be a last.
Word Count: 200
Written For: A late birthday present for Asphalt Cowgrrl and also for FFFC: Drabble Madness
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
"Hey, Dean, we're going to be late -- " Entering his brother's bedroom, Sam froze. It was still strange to actually have separate rooms. They so rarely had been able to live in anything other than a ratty motel in all their years on the road. It was a very nice change.
Even nicer was the sight laid out before him. Dean slept in Castiel's arms, the Angel's wings and arms wrapped tightly around him. The sheet barely hung over their legs, but at least it did not show Sam anything he didn't want to see. He did, however, very much relished seeing his brother glowing, wrapped in love and joy.
Quietly, Sam edged out of the room and shut the door behind him. He'd just have to call Bobby and let him know they were going to be late. They actually were being able to live real lives at long last, at least for a little while. His brother had found love. Maybe he could again too. He only hoped they could keep it, keep this bunker, and perhaps, with time and what he knew would require much arguing with Dean, actually live for the first time in their lives.
The End
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