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“Meg! Tell me how he's doing or I swear to god I'll drag Sam with me to see with my own eyes.”
The younger one turned his attention from his book to brother with a 'Id-like-to-see-you-try' look. Dean just rolled his eyes and pressed Meg to tell him.
“I just need an update, even if it might be nothing much...”
He heard an exhasperated sigh on the other end, he could practically see her smirking when she spoke again.
“He's stable, but as you can guess : he's still comatose.”
“Thank you, it's wasn't so hard to say.”
“Your little boyfriend will get through it, trust him.”
The hunter blushed slightly and face palmed with a sigh.
“He's not my boyfriend, we already talked about that Meg.”
He heard a scoff that turned into a chuckle, he turned to Sam and glared at him, making the younger brother burst out laughing.
“Dean, you're so in denial! You're always stripping Cass with your eyes when you stare at him!”
“Agree with Sammy-boy there.” Meg said because she heard Sam over the phone.
“Shut your cakehole Sam..” Dean grumbled then turned his back on his brother, falling on the motel bed. “Is that all that's happened at the moment Meg?”
“Concerning Castiel, yup. Also, there has been some ghost sighting on the building's top floor. I don't think you guys need to come by, I'll take care of that ghosty myself.”
“Alright then, you okay by yourself for now it seems.”
“Yep, I can give you a call tomorrow for more updates”
“Thanks Meg”
He hung up and stood to get a beer from the fridge, shooting glares at Sammy on the way. Sam just continued scrolling through media pages to find a job. After a few minutes of silence he finally broke the silence.
“Sam, how long have you suspected about me and Cass?”
His brother looked at him with his bitchface.
“Are you serious right now? You both are the most obvious people I've ever seen. I suspected for some time, but I think the nickname 'Huggy Bear' and the constant 'heart-eyes' is enough proof to me.”
“You really are Bitchy observant...”
“And you are an Idiot Jerk.”