Destiel Fanfic So, the first thing that happens is Castiel comes back. ~~~ "Right," Dean says eventually, gruffly. He looks down at his shoes. "I'm not gonna tell you how to live your life, man. It's—you know, yours. Do your thing, love who you love, whatever. I can't really stop you from loving me, if that's what you've decided to do, but I don't—I can't—"
"I know," Castiel murmurs, still just smiling a little, not looking heartbroken at all. "Don't worry about it, Dean, that's all I ask."
"So we're—" Dean risks a glance up, swallowing thickly. "We're good?"
“Dean realizes that things are often only as bad as he allows them to be, in regards to this. He could be defensive, or worried, or ashamed, but why? Why the fuck should he? It's okay. It's better than okay.”
This is one of the most wonderful, strikingly beautiful stories about Dean's and Cas' love I have ever read and I've read quite a lot of them. It's fucking perfect and I love it with all my being, this is what actually truly happened, the series be damned.
“Dean understands now more than ever why that term is so correct—falling in love. It's because, at some point, you land. You're either caught, or you're not, but you land. And Dean knows, because he's very sure that he's just landed, safely.”
Castiel comes back and after laying his feelings out and just deals with them. Dean is horrified to learn he broke his heart and they make out about it. Great vibes.