Standing Together

Chapter 108

"I'm so freaking tired," Dean groans, letting his head fall forward on his fiance's shoulder.

Castiel tilts his head to rest it on top of Dean's. "That's what happens when you drive for 24 hours."

"I wanna sleep," he whines.

"It's literally seven o'clock," Castiel reminds him.

"Is that a good enough time to go to bed?" Dean asks.

Castiel sighs. "Yeah, fine, whatever. I'll see you in the morning."

"Aw, come on, Cas, don't be like that," Dean pouts.

"Don't be like what?" Castiel snaps. "I'm not being like anything."

"You're being like a lil bitch, that's what you're being like," Dean says teasingly. "Come on, Cas, I'm tired. I wanna go to bed. You don't have to come with me. You can do whatever you want and come to bed later, okay?"

"But there's nothing to do if you're in bed," Castiel says.

"Then come lay down with me," Dean says.

"But I'm not tired."

"Then you're in a pretty shitty situation right now, aren't you?" Dean sighs. "Look, I'm exhausted. I drove for ages yesterday, and I wanna sleep. You're welcome to come with, but you don't have to. Either way, g'night."

Before Castiel has to choose whether he's coming with him, his phone vibrates on the coffee table, and he grabs it quickly.

Jack: Sorry, I just got this now. I've basically been on...

"Who is it?" Dean asks.

"I thought you were going to bed," Castiel reminds him, not even trying to hide his annoyance.

Dean sighs. "Fine, whatever. Goodnight, Cas."

Dean walks away without another word. Castiel looks after him with a frown. He didn't even get a goodnight kiss. Maybe he should go after him and apologize...

Castiel shakes his head to himself and sits down on the couch, phone in hand, and opens his messages to see what Jack said.

Castiel: This is probably a weird question, but are you free on Saturday? I'm filming a music video with Lucifer, and it starts with a party scene, so we're throwing an actual party as we're filming. I was wondering if you'd like to come?

Jack: Sorry, I just got this now. I've basically been on a plane all day, so I haven't had a chance to check my messages. I'm actually hosting SNL on Saturday, so I can't make it.

Castiel raises an eyebrow. A 17-year-old is hosting Saturday Night Live? It's definitely not the most appropriate thing in the world. Although he was probably about Jack's agree when he did it, so maybe it's not that weird. He should probably stop underestimating teenagers.

Castiel: That's fine. Have fun on SNL!

Jack: Thanks! :)

Castiel switches to his chat with Lucifer. He's not sure when Lucifer's going to see those, but he usually either has his phone on him or checks it every ten minutes or so, so it shouldn't be too long.

Castiel: Jack said he's hosting SNL on Saturday so he can't come.

Lucifer: You should see if he can come on Sunday instead.

Castiel: ?

Lucifer: I'm more than willing to postpone the music video a day if it means Jack can come