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Uncomfortable

By Catstieltherine

Genre: Angst and Comfort

Word: 17,557 Publish: 31 Aug 2017

Sam didn't know when this feeling had started.

It started out of disappointment that the angels he had always thought were noble-minded suddenly saw the value of human life as being no different from the demons he and his brother had to endlessly exterminate. Heaven had become something of a problem with his family's work.

But not Castiel...

Even though he used to play the role of God until the story went too far, this angel has now proven that he can do anything for the two brothers, to the point that many times it has made them worse. Even the first time they met, his little body took on the responsibility of taking care of his older brother as He will become the embodiment of the general who rules the heavens.

This soldier's duty of care and protection should have ended long ago since the two of them were at war with their fellow soldiers. Even so, the little figure had always helped them, until recently it was called an order. The god who was supposed to be so great still did everything according to his brother's request.

He never had to ask Castiel's reasons why he did that… The answer all lay in those eyes as they looked at the older Winchester.

It was the look that the younger Winchester used to look at that angel as well.

It was normal in everyday life for the two of them to fight against monsters. Today was like that. They are fighting Monjara. Or what his brother called it. 'The dealer collapsed', there were quite a lot of them. There were five of them in sight. He might have been a little lucky as there were only two of them on his side, but Dean had to fight three.

While the situation was critical, the two of us fought for a while until we started to get tired. He heard footsteps running and a voice he remembered well, “Dean!!” It was the voice of the angel his brother had just called before entering the abandoned warehouse.

He immediately turned to look at the other side. The owner was lying on the ground with Castiel blocking him from the demons and using his knife to fend off the vines.

Because he was paying too much attention to other things, Monjara who was fighting him snatched his knife away. The burly figures turned around when one of them stuck the knife right into his stomach.

"Ah," he fell and cried out with pain. This time he heard the familiar voice heard since "Sam !!"

He didn't know what happened next because everything in his eyes was blurry. Just trying to breathe, he had a hard time knowing and accepting that he was about to visit hell again.

It was a moment before he felt the warmth on his wound. Everything slowly disappeared as if it had never happened. The first thing he saw after his vision returned to normal was the gentle face he saw both in his dreams and in his dreams. that he misses

“Sam, how are you?” When the person in front of him removed his hand from his abdomen, he shook his head. "It's okay Cas, thank you."

The two most important people in his life were sitting around him, looking at them with concern in their eyes, but he could still feel the irritation on his older brother's face sitting close to his face.

After he looked around and saw all the Monjaras collapsed with blood coming out of one of their eyes, he understood that their weak point was probably their eyes. A place where there aren't tangled vines around.

Confident that the situation had been resolved, he let out a sigh of relief. But the other survivor turned and looked angrily at the person who had saved his own life.

“Cas,” thin lips spoke slowly, emphasizing each word. "Why don't you help Sam?"

The owner of the name averted his eyes and looked at the ground, knowing what was about to happen. "I can't help both of them at the same time, Dean."

Dean continued to stare at the other's face unwaveringly. “But I already ordered it. You have to help Sam first every time.”

“I…” The little angel turned to look at him guiltily before looking away. “I forgot…”

We both knew how good the memory of our helping angel was, but he was the only one who could guess the tiny figure's true reason all along.

which his heart ached to the point of getting used to it...

“Forgot!?” Dean was still unconscious as usual. The person who was expressing his dissatisfaction quickly stood up. “Is there a problem with your brain, Cas, and I have to trust my life with an abnormal brain?!”

“Dean!!” He himself immediately rebuked his brother, but of course it never worked. Things about him were something that Dean couldn't always accept. Eventually, the angry man spoke some harsh words.

“I don't care! Do you understand!? Even if you die, you have to keep Sam safe!!!”

That sentence made us all silent for a moment. He secretly saw the trembling in his eyes before standing up and turning his back on the two brothers.

“I'll go take a look. Are there still any of them left?”

“Dean, you shouldn't have done that,” he tried to get up while gritting his teeth, his brother had done this to Cas again.

The older Winchester glanced at the younger and then averted his eyes. The two of them always did this when they knew what they were doing was wrong.

Normally he might let it pass. But today he won't bite and won't let go.

“You never cared about his feelings, Dean. Because you know Cas is never angry at you.”

He emphasized the last sentence, “Never.”

Saying this, the tall figure felt pain in his own heart. He was always wary of hurting the feelings of the person he secretly loved. But that person was interested in only his older brother who never cherished anyone's feelings except his own real brother.

“Forgot to say that.” Dean's mood softened but he was still upset and annoyed. "I've never seen this before. I'll forget something by pretending to ask for my credit card number that was deducted a long time ago. I still remember it."

He secretly rolled his eyes upwards. His brother was as naive as an angel who didn't grow up in this world. Even though everyone teased him about the feelings that higher beings had for him, he chose to keep people's secrets a secret. that he secretly loves like his own secret, so he is looking for an excuse that can be used.”

Cas hasn't been a hunter for as long as we have. Instinct is not so quick.”

But he had been a soldier of heaven for over a hundred years… Sam only realized the flaw in his excuse after speaking and luckily Dean nodded without hesitation.

But as said That today he would not let him go, he was worried about how much his brother's evil words had piled up on the other person he loved. “You must apologize to him.”

“Huh!?” Dean turned to look at the person who gave the order, not believing his ears. “I may have spoken too harshly. But it's deserved. He helped me before my regular boss. This time, you nearly died. That's why I had to say something."

Those who heard him couldn't help but purse their lips and blinked their eyes a few times.

That's great...even the older brother who didn't know what was going on could talk to him about his heartbreak.

“I don't care either, Dean. I didn't want Cas to help me first.” Of course he was lying. But setting aside the feelings, the result wasn't too bad. My younger brother didn't want anything to happen to him either.

He looked at the other person's face seriously before speaking again. "But I want you to stop hurting Cas's feelings. You should be able to imagine that when Cas thinks he's worthless, no matter how we stop him, he'll do whatever he thinks will be useful."

Dean stared into his eyes for a moment and then sighed in resignation. “Okay, I'll go apologize for those words. However, I will insist on choosing you first every time,” the smaller figure said before leading the way to the car. His older brother's final words caused Sam to think differently. Before feeling like your own gender

Just enough to make that person turn and look at him. It still has to come from someone else.

After that, the two of them went to collect tools in the back of Sam's car, looking for another person who hadn't been seen since walking out. The older one secretly looked at his younger brother's condition for some time when the older one pulled away and was about to decide to walk. go find Dean closed the hood of the car and let out a small laugh before saying, “I just realized that you really care about him. If you hadn't grown up together, you'd think you were secretly in love with Cas.”

Sam froze, his eyes wide with abandon. Before he could figure out what to do to cover it up, it took long enough for Dean to come to a stunned conclusion.

“God, you're gay.”

That sentence made Sam want to smack his brother over the head. He didn't know if the exclamation to the creator of the world was serious or a joke.

“Dean, I'm not gay,” the tall man finally found his voice, “and Cas isn't gay. The Bible says angels don't have genders.”

There's no point in hiding it anymore. Sam knows that anything that can poke Dean's heart will always cause him to find the truth before it's clear.

And he definitely doesn't intend to cover it up by pretending to be cool in an Asian drama series. Of course, he has always been worried that his older brother who is with him all the time will catch him. From the statistics, there is nothing we can do. The two of them had been hiding the other Winchester for over a year. To have their feelings for Castiel hidden for so many years is considered a miracle.

“You're making an excuse for not being gay. Because the person you like isn't a man.” The person who spoke had a sparkle in his eyes. Dean was definitely enjoying this, he had guessed all along.

The older man smiled slyly before saying, “After all, the person you want to get into bed with is a man. What kind of sex would you guys have if it wasn't gay?”

Dean's words made Sam's face burn red. He's not a virgin. But he was still too embarrassed to dare to imagine someone who was always innocent in such a dirty, vile way. “I never thought of it that way.”

He looked down at his own feet. In his heart he wished that Castiel's father would protect his son by making his older brother stop talking.

“Ah,” the shorter man said teasingly. “You praise him so much. He's Princess Castiel to you.” The older man looked annoyed at his nonsense-talking lips, or maybe he had something to put in this guy's mouth.

“And you are Princess Dean,” Sam smiled, confident that he would emerge victorious in this argument.

“Would you like to describe how our two fans wrote to you? Especially the bed scene.”

Normally he wouldn't want to talk about such embarrassing things. I just want to make the other person stop irritating me.

He saw his brother's mouth open, not knowing how to take the lead in this conversation before muttering a catchy sentence, 'At least some'

Then 'Princess Dean' suddenly asked a strange sentence without looking at the other person's face. I don't know if he thought that the tone was serious or not, like he wasn't joking. “Between me and Cas. Who is more feminine?”

“Uh…” The person being asked didn't understand what his older brother wanted. Maybe it was his manly dignity. However, when he thought about it realistically, from the small figure following him slowly, he thought Cas might be. The department performs 'female' duties.

Ah... I finally thought about the bed.

He coughed slightly as those thoughts started to fill his mind. Finally, he composed himself and replied, “Cas is more of a woman than you. Are you satisfied?”

The older Winchester received the answer and laughed, not knowing if he had caught what he was thinking. before slapping the younger man's shoulder hard “Tiger, I will help you.” After saying that, he smiled widely and walked towards the person who had been gossiping all along.

Hell, if Dean comes in like this, he's afraid it'll mess up everything, both his secret and Castiel's secret.

Brother, it was the entire world that that fallen angel was holding onto, and he would not allow that world to fall apart with his own hands.

Even though his brother was very amused by what he had just learned, when he found someone he cared about, Dean's mood turned serious for a moment. "Cas, I'm sorry I said that."

From the sad expression on his face, the little angel smiled faintly and nodded without saying anything. When that face returned to be diluted with happiness, it made him feel better as well.

Perhaps it was a good thing that Dean was able to come to terms with his feelings for his significant other. The older Winchester might start to consider the younger one about their guardian angel.

When everyone arrived at the classic car that used to be his father's, he walked towards the driver's side door as usual, but today the driver had a crazy plan.

“Sam, you go sit in the back seat with Cas,” the young man ordered with a smile on his face. The other man looked up and furrowed his brow in confusion. So the older brother had to find an explanation to lie to the little body. “I argued with Sam just now. I don't want him sitting next to me.”

People who had always wanted to sit up front began to see it as an opportunity. “Then I will sit next to you.”

“No,” Dean quickly denied before the other person walked around to the other side of the car, “I'm still angry at you too. You two have to sit in the back seat.”

That overbearing sentence caused the person he cared about to lose face. He was so annoyed that he didn't say anything when everyone in the car left without any conversation. The driver's smile disappeared without a glance. Looking at the two of them uncomfortably in the windshield, he turned on the radio station.

Of course, the radio only played classic rock songs that the owner of the car liked, but that day he didn't know what the DJ was crazy about, so he only played songs that had a punchline about how much he loved her, but she never paid any attention. Or some songs love you But she can't tell her because she already has him.

Is this what Chuck intends to emphasize?

Over the past few days here The older Winchester has always tried to pair the younger one with his personal angel. If they could tie them together, they would have done it.

He became impatient after finishing his personal business. After waking up, he went into the dining room to find his older brother browsing a healthy food website, explaining how to cook it for people who had never cooked it. food listen

“If you want me to learn to cook. Why isn't it your favorite food?” Those blue eyes looked at the person sitting next to them suspiciously.

He saw the bossy person secretly rolling his eyes and looking for an excuse. "Well, salads are easy. You just find the ingredients and mix them together."

The other party is still confused. “But you don't eat these things. And what benefit would it have?”

And the other side is still trying to explain. "It's useful. Sam likes it. You can learn to make Sam eat it."

When his name was brought up, the younger Winchester hurriedly walked over to the older one. Meanwhile, the little body is still trying to find an answer. "Sam didn't ask for it, so why would I suddenly have to do it?"

He pretended not to care about the tallest man's words and seriously called out to his older brother. "Dean," he thought he had to stop this crazy act immediately, "We need to talk."

The holy angels looked at each other's faces in turn. Sensing that he wanted some privacy, "I'm going out for a walk," the small figure said before walking out of the house.

The atmosphere was once again uncomfortable, the person who knew he was about to be scolded was still staring at his laptop screen when the two Winchesters were left. Sam then spoke to his brother. “Dean, stop doing this. You know Cas doesn't look at me like that.”

The owner of the name turned to look at the other's face without giving up. “I just want you to be happy.”

The tall man couldn't help scolding his brother, knowing that in the end they would end up arguing like they always did. “I was happy, Dean, until you made Cas uncomfortable. He didn't understand why you had to tell him to do this and that for me. Even though you used to be jealous of this duty.”

“Then I'll tell Cas,” the older Winchester hurriedly said stubbornly, a statement that made the younger man fear what might happen. “I would have made him look at you if I didn't know what you thought of him.” The speaker paused for a moment, hissing in frustration. “Even though I don't understand why you love Cas, I know how you feel.

That's why I've noticed that he's not interested in you, Sam.”

He gritted his teeth as soon as he finished those heart-wrenching words. Sam spoke slowly, emphasizing every word. “Dean, it's up to me.”

Of course, that sentence must have made Brother angry. Those eyes looked at him painfully, “The matter of the two of you is my matter as well. My life has only you guys, we are family.”

“But you have no right to interfere, Dean. How I decide is really up to me.”

He didn't know what to do with the other person's stubbornness, so he took out something that hurt the other person's feelings and threatened him. “If you don't stop. I'm going to walk away from your lives.” He thought it worked. Dean gave him a stern look. Then kept quiet and didn't say anything else.

Everything was more awkward than before. The younger Winchester made coffee and sat across from him at a distance. He kept stirring with a spoon and didn't lift it up to drink. The older man looked at each website absentmindedly. No letters entered my head.

It was a moment before the remaining person returned, carrying a few plastic bags.

“How are you guys?” Castiel asked them, his concern causing him to force a small smile. As if saying 'It's okay', out of the corner of his eye he saw the remaining people nod lightly to each other, conveying the same meaning.

That made their guardian angel feel relieved. The small figure smiled and held up the item he was holding for them to see. “I walked to the minimart. Brought you something to eat.” His blue eyes always looked straight at the person in his heart. "There's your pie, Dean."

The owner of the name's eyes lit up like a child picking up his favorite item from among the plastic bags the other person had placed on the table and opening it. “Oh, thank you so much, those website castings are making me hungry and fat.” Those words made two of them cry. People smile

He thought the atmosphere would improve. Until Dean looked at Cas and asked, "What about Sam's?"

The smallest figure will try to answer so as not to displease the other party. “I bought some coffee and ready-to-eat snacks. Even though Sam doesn't like to eat these things, they were enough to satisfy his hunger. There's no fresh food in the minimart, Dean.”

His brother continued to criticize the angels without fear. "You should go to the supermarket."

“Dean,” he had to call out that name again, staring intently and threateningly at what he had just said. “What did we talk about?”

The older Winchester looked at his younger brother and sighed, "Alright, I'll stop now," before Sam could relieve himself. Dean turned to look at the other person.

“But I will tell you before casting. That Sam likes you.”

That sentence caused the owner of the heart to put his hand on his forehead and close his eyes in hopelessness. His little body was still confused by his lack of understanding. “I like Sam, I like you too, Dean.”

“No Cas, he doesn't like you like that.” His brother looked at him for a moment, trying to explain his words.

“He likes other models. Like I want you to be my wife.”

Those words even caused the innocent angel to look at him wide-eyed and blush. Even though it was cute, he had to interrupt quickly before the other party hated him. He stood up and struggled to control the emotion in his voice. “I don't want Cas as my wife.” He looked pleadingly into those blue eyes.

Cas, don't believe me, my brother is crazy."

The scolded man looked at him irritably, trying to show his younger brother why he had just spoken so bluntly. "Do you hate him, Cas?"

After that sentence, the little body calmed down and confirmed it like he always did. “I never hated you. And there will never be a day.”

“Good!” Dean smiled in satisfaction. Turn to order from the other side. “Then from now on you have to take care of him. You mustn't make him sad, okay Cas?" The angel who always obeyed people nodded.

He closed his eyes for a moment before turning away. The worst thing in his mind was happening. The people he loved looked at him in a different light because of his brother's orders.

Dean Winchester looked at the two of them in turn before picking up the pie and striding cheerfully towards the exit.

“I'm going to stay somewhere else tonight. The two of you are at ease.” Before closing the door, Young appeared and blinked at the two of you.

“Let's all love each other and our children and grandchildren.” After saying that, he laughed and walked away.

Just running away isn't enough. In his head, he wanted to run in and satiate his older brother, stabbing him with a knife and cutting out his intestines before letting the angels heal him while thinking of ways to torture the person who revealed the secret he had worked so hard to keep quiet all this time. He didn't notice how close the person he loved had come.

“There are two things that make me struggle to live.” Those words made him turn to look at the other person, those blue eyes staring into his. “One is that your brother still wants me to take care of you two.”

He turned his head away from those eyes because of the heartbreaking words. But the person in front of him raised his hand to his cheek and pushed him back to look at his face.

“Another thing is the concern you always have for me. I really appreciate it, Sam.”

He, who was so touched by those words, was completely unconscious as Castiel tiptoed, closed his eyes, and came closer and closer until finally those lips gently touched his own.

The angel kiss lasted only a few seconds. It's not flashy, it's not sweet, it's not romantic. But as pure and pure as the person he loves and as pure as the feelings he has for you.

His heart was pounding with joy. The small figure smiled slightly. “How would you like me to repay that feeling? I will be happy to do anything. And it wasn't because of anyone's desire but my own.”

He smiled before embracing the other. "That's enough, Cas. Thank you very much." His small body hugged him back like he had taught him before, so he chose to close his eyes to remember every sensation and everything that happened just now.

For the first time, he experienced the joy of loving and caring for an angel who was so great and pure, unlike him, Castiel didn't hate the feelings he felt for him, and this feeling still made people. He received encouragement to live in our cruel world. It was beyond what he had ever dared to imagine.

“But what is love for one another and all the children in the city?”

For a long time, they hugged each other, but when the little figure suddenly asked, he laughed shyly, thinking that he couldn't explain it without exploding himself to death first.

This brother is really annoying.

Dean Winchester leans against his favorite car. After getting rid of the small pie, his eyes looked sadly at their house, not wanting to think about what kind of relationship the two people he loved were building, but hoping that the couple would always be happy even if it made him I have to pretend to be happy all the time. But that's what he wanted.

Because he could sacrifice everything for his brother… everything…

For a long time, the young man finally turned back to the Impala and rubbed the roof affectionately. He laughed a little and spoke to the car as if it were alive.

“Baby, it's only you, darling. that I can own without having to steal from anyone.”

before opening the car door Get used to sitting in the driver's seat.

He tries to shake off all his bad feelings and looks for goals that will make him feel better.

'Let's go to a bar and find a girl to sleep with.'

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