(OTP that’s not yet together/haven’t acknowledged their feelings for each other)
- building a wall of pillows between them
- they still wake up tangled in each other anyway
- person A calms person B down when they wake up gasping
- person A soothing them by stroking their hair and forehead till they fall asleep in their arms
- person A keeps snoring and person B kicks them every time
- person A hogs all the covers and person B’s solution is to spoon them
- the two of them smelling of each other when they wake up
- the pair acting like the intimacy they shared at night never happened the next day
Concept: Your arms are wrapped around me as we lay in bed. We talk and make jokes and call each other empty insults to make each other laugh. You press kisses to my cheek every so often and I can feel your fingers tracing my side. We’re finally together and everything feels right and happy.
Castiel looks up, finally
registering that the voice he hears is directed at him. He finds Dean
Winchester standing in front of him. How long has he been there?
“Ah, hello Dean. I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you.”
leans against Charlie Bradbury’s kitchen table and eyes Castiel
critically. “You okay, man? You’ve been standing here for, like, a
“Yeah. Yes. I was just thinking.”
Dean gives a
smile, Castiel likes to think that it’s fond, but maybe that’s just
wishful thinking. “Come on, they’re about to start the movie.”
lets himself be led back into the living room, loud and chaotic. The
sounds of talking and laughing and shouting are enjoyable, but Castiel
can’t handle much of it at once, which is why he’d fled to the kitchen a
while ago. He hopes Dean was the only one who noticed he was gone, he
doesn’t want to seem rude.
In the living room Charlie, Gilda, and
Kevin sit on the sofa, Gilda’s feet tucked up under Charlie’s legs. Jo
is curled up on a beanbag chair. Dean sprawls out on an overstuffed
armchair that could easily fit two, and Benny is sitting on the floor
with his back against the couch.
With all the seats taken in his absence, Castiel opts for the floor. He settles himself down in front of Dean’s seat.
“What are we watching?” Asks Jo.
“Legally Blonde!” Charlie announces.
“Not again!” Kevin moans.
“Suck it up, Tran! My house, my movies!”
“It’s not just your house!” Kevin points out.
Charlie rolls her eyes, sighing. “What do you guys think?” She asks Gilda and Jo, who also live in the house.
“I like Legally Blonde.” Says Gilda.
“We’re watching Legally Blonde.” Says Jo.
suspects, by Kevin’s scowl, that they’re messing with him. It’s hard to
tell. Castiel has never been to one of these “movie nights” before.
These aren’t even his friends, not really. Acquaintances at most.
They’re Dean’s friends.
“Drinking game?” Asks Dean, hopefully.
“Of course.” Charlie responds, “Should we do whiskey or vodka?”
“I’ll get the shot glasses.” Says Jo.
needs to get out more, that’s what everyone says. Well, that’s what
Dean says, and Dean is his only friend so, really, Dean is everyone.
would point out that he’s almost never in his dorm, but more than
likely in the library, which is where he met Dean in the first place.
Dean always argues that the library doesn’t really count as out,
but Castiel disagrees. It gets him away from his current roommate, and
that’s out enough for him. So what if he doesn’t leave campus? So what
if he doesn’t really talk to anyone?