Look After You

Dean Winchester pulled his jacket tighter around his shoulders as he walked to his boyfriends house. Cas had called him earlier that day and asked him to come over. No questioned asked, Dean said he’d be there.

Castiel’s dad opened the door when Dean knocked, and Dean knew something was wrong. Chuck’s eyes were red and looked exhausted.

“Hey, Dean,” He said quietly.

“Hey, Chuck. Is everything okay?” The older man shook his head.

“Cas is upstairs,” Was all he said before disappearing into his home office.

Dean made his way up to Castiel’s bedroom, knocking lightly before entering.

Cas was sitting on his bed, flipping methodically through a text book. He didn’t look up when Dean came in.

“Hello, Dean.” Dean sat down on the bed with him, trying to meet his eyes.

“Hey, babe. What’s up?” Cas didn’t answer. “Cas, you’re scaring me.”

Castiel took a shaky breath and took both of Dean’s hands into his.

“There may be a problem,” He said. Dean’s mouth went dry and he tightened his grip on Cas’s hands.

“What kind of problem?” He whispered.

“Something came up some blood tests I had. They think my cancer might be back,” Cas said. Dean started shaking lightly and Cas tightened his grip. “I’m going for tests in a few days.”