Dean could no longer stand it. Watching Cas leave. To once again watch Cas walk away from him. They’d been here so many times, but Dean knew that it was never going to get less painful. Knew that it would never get easier.
Cas had saved their asses during yet another case, witches this time, and currently they were back at the bunker and about to face the inevitable; another goodbye. Another unnecessary separation.
“Call me if you need anything, Dean.” Cas said quietly, giving Dean a half-smile that didn’t quite reach his deep blue eyes.
Dean swallowed thickly. Having Cas here in his room felt so right, but the idea of Cas leaving within now and a couple of minutes felt all kinds of wrong. Never would Dean get used to seeing Cas go, and so tonight, his rebellious heart simply refused to accept it.
Cas was already turning around, away from Dean, the way he always did once the job was done and the day was saved.
“Stay… Please.” Dean’s voice sounded broken, even to his own ears, but he didn’t care.
Just like he didn’t care that he was being selfish by wanting something for himself for once. And most of all, he no longer cared that the something he happened to want was Cas.
Castiel froze. His hand had already been on the door handle, but he abruptly turned back towards Dean at the sound of his plea.
“What?” Cas asked disbelievingly, directing his trademark squint at Dean, showing his confusion.
“Stay.” Dean repeated calmly, feeling more confident now that he had made peace with what it was he truly wanted. “Stay here, with me… You said that if I needed anything, all I had to do was ask, right? Because what I need right now is you, Cas.”
The look on Cas’ face was made of shock mixed with a small amount of awe, and something else that Dean could only label as lightness.
As they stood there, gazes holding, Dean silently prayed that the official talk about what this all meant could be put off until tomorrow. For now he was exhausted, and all he wanted was to be with Cas.
As always, Cas understood, easily picking up on what Dean wanted. He smiled softly, giving Dean a small nod. Dean exhaled in pure relief, then pulled Cas into his arms for a long hug, burying his face against Cas’ neck, breathing in his angel’s calming scent.
And Castiel? He murmured gentle reassurances in Dean’s ear as his fingers aimlessly stroked through Dean’s hair.
“I’ll stay as long as you’ll have me, Dean… I need you too.”