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Destiel Mini!Fics

Summary:

This is a (probably) never-ending collection of destiel "imagines", drabbles, and mini!fics of fluff and/or smut that I post on my twitter. They get a lot of positive reception there so I thought I may as well put them on Ao3, so....here they are. (Some of these may be used as prompts, just make sure to cite your source!) (Also, some of these aren't from my twitter feed, they're scraps of things I come up with on my down time) Enjoy the destiel!

Chapter 1: caught in the snow

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Dean pulls the impala over because the snow is making it hard to drive. It gets kinda cold in the car so he's inching closer to Cas every few minutes. And the heater isn't doing anything to help, really, so he decides "fuck it" and pulls Cas closer to him. Now Cas is pressed up against Dean's side and he can feel Dean's heart hammering through his ribs. He's shaking, slightly, from the cold draft in the car so Cas slides his arms around Dean and sort of pulls them over so that Dean is laying back against Cas's chest while Cas leans on the car door. And then Dean stops shivering and it's kind of peaceful. They're listening to the wind whip around outside for what feels like (and probably was) an hour. As Cas runs his fingers through Dean's hair, Dean starts to drift off but he shakes his head awake because he wants to savor every moment of this while it lasts. And then he decides 'why not make the most of this?' . So he gets up and turns around and holds Cas's face in his hands and then the next thing he knows, he's pressed his lips to Cas's. He kisses him and Cas kisses back and his lips are soft and they're warm. For a second he thinks he's dreaming but every time he opens his eyes he sees Cas; it's really Cas he's kissing and then nothing else matters anymore and he's not cold anymore. Everything just melts away and its just the two of them pressed up against each other and kissing each other so slowly it almost hurts how good it feels. Every time they pull away it's only for long enough to breathe and then they're back on each other's lips again. It doesn't end, it never ends; they're literally kissing each other for hours, keeping warm by sharing body heat in their close proximity. It's surreal to Dean, getting to have this so easily; getting to kiss Cas for hours on end just 'cause. They could stay like this forever and they wouldn't mind. They probably would have, until Dean sees the ambulance lights outside. He realizes they've been stuck in here for (most likely) more than just a few hours. There's frost covering the windows, and he hadn't even noticed. And so he kisses Cas one last time and then gets up off of him and pushes the door open & helps the people outside shove their car out of the snow.

Notes:

well. that was a hell of a lot of run-on sentences I had to fix but yeah, lemme know what you think!