Destiel

Tired
By Sarahsigma907

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 постель, кровати with itchy sheets toward Sam. He was sitting on his постель, кровати 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. He hasn't been answering anyones calls. Its about nine hours away so we better get going."
"Fine." Dean said.
Dean was too tired...

I only started watching Сверхъестественное 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 Любовь 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 Любовь you" on the end, its pretty obvious that is why he is doing it.

Think I'm wrong? Well think of it this...