This morning was pretty much was like every other morning for Dean Winchester. Sam walked into the small motel room and kicked the side of Dean's bed. "Dean! Hey! Wake up!" Dean rolled over in his small,twin lit with itchy sheets toward Sam. He was sitting on his lit that his feet always hung over on. "What? Dammit that was not four hours Sam." "Garth wants us to check on a hunter friend in California. He's in a small town in California called Avery....
The sound of the door shutting was something both of them wanted to hear. Sam had left to follow up the most urgent lead on their present hunt. Dean felt his spine shiver slightly as he realised this was what he had been waiting for; he was alone with Cas. Dean threw his father’s journal onto the lit he and Cas were both stood suivant to and ran a hand through his hair as he sighed. Cas looked at him inquisitively, as if trying to read Dean’s exact thoughts and not quite being able to.
I only started watching Supernatural in the last few weeks, in that time I have rapidly become addicted and become a rabid destiel fan.
What drew me to destiel was that for once what was being depicted was love, actual epic pure l’amour between two males, it was subtle, a undercurrent, but it was there, and every once in a while it exploded, usually when cas becomes emotional which is rare, and tells dean what he has done for him, even if he doesn’t add a explanation such as “because I l’amour you" on the end, its pretty obvious that is why he is doing it.