Coming to you on August 28
Written by @xev3n with art by @adromelke & @banshee1013
Characters: Castiel, Dean Winchester
Ships: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Tags: Graphic depictions of violence, Alternate Universe - Superheroes, Deadpool and Wolverine Vibes, Comedy, Enemies to Lovers, Retired Hero Castiel, Golden Retriever Dean Winchester, Top Castiel/Bottom Dean Winchester, Dean Winchester Has A Castiel Kink, Minor Character Death (past, Jack)
Castiel is done. Retired, burned out, perfectly content to rot in his rundown house with bad TV and cold takeout, and he wants nothing to do with the hero life anymore. Especially not with some loud, ridiculously pretty, golden retriever idiot who literally breaks through his window and refuses to leave.
Dean Winchester has other plans. One job, he says. Just one, then he’ll disappear. Except Dean doesn’t disappear. He drags Cas back into the field, flirts like it’s an Olympic sport, somehow makes Cas’ miserable life feel a little less empty, and ‘one job’ slowly starts seeming a lot more like teamwork, before eventually becoming something that feels dangerously like family.
Excerpt: He penned in another number. 4 in the centre column. The grid was almost done, which pulled the tiniest twitches to the corner of his lips.
There was a sudden loud smash as glass and splintered wood sprayed across the room like shrapnel from a cheap fireworks show. Something dark and cylindrical punched through the wreckage and embedded itself deep in the couch cushion, inches from Cas’ thigh. It blinked, a small red light pulsing once, then flashing, then began a rapid, high pitched beep.
Castiel stared at it for half a second with his pen still hovering over the Sudoku grid.
He launched himself toward the hallway door as the beeping accelerated into a frantic whine, and he made it about three steps before the device detonated with a concussive whump. The blast lifted him off his feet and hurled him through the flimsy hallway door like a ragdoll. Wood cracked and splintered around him, and he hit the opposite wall hard enough to dent a hole in the drywall before sliding down in a shower of dust and debris.
His back throbbed faintly, the healing factor (lazy bastard that it was after years of overuse) had barely started knitting the worst of it when a silver flash cut through the air. Cas jerked his head aside and a dagger thunked into the wall where his eye had been a moment earlier.
At the far end of the hallway stood a figure in a red suit and mask, outlined against the ruined living room. The intruder gave a cheerful little wave, gloved fingers wiggling like this was a social call.
“Evenin’, partner,” the masked man called out in a warm and bright voice. “Hope I didn’t interrupt anythin’ important.”
Castiel pushed off the wall with less grace than he would have several years ago. “You did.”
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