Buck Tucks Them Away In A Corner When The Mingling Begins. They're Stood Far Too Close To Be Decent,

Buck tucks them away in a corner when the mingling begins. They're stood far too close to be decent, Buck pressed up against the hard lines of his date with little care for anything besides being close, close, close. But in his defence, Tommy had taken his turnout coat off somewhere along the way which means he's stood there in a too-tight LAFD tee straining against his biceps and those suspenders Buck has always found more than a little maddening. So, really, it's only right to tuck his hands beneath one of the straps to pull Tommy even closer. And Tommy goes easily, smiling wide enough that it brightens his whole face as he presses Buck a little more firmly into the wall at his back.

"That was good. That was really good, right?" Buck breathes, his own smile making his cheeks ache.

He's horny, yeah, his boyfriend is incredibly hot. And, Jesus, the noise he'd made in the lobby—Buck can't wait to wring more of those noises from him. Mostly, Tommy just looks so stunningly happy to be there with him. So, yeah, he's a little amped up. But he's mostly just giddy. No, happy. He's just happy. Because everyone he loves knows who he is, knows who he's with. And he's just really fucking happy.

"How do you think they knew?" Buck asks then, still a little breathless just from Tommy's closeness, from the way he ducks just a little so their noses brush like they're in their own little bubble. "Like they all just seemed to know. I didn't even get to introduce you as my date." Tommy's eyes do something then, the crinkles at the corners smoothing out as they melt into something so fond Buck's stomach somersaults with it. "I mean, Hen I get. Her gaydar is killer. Like astounding. But Chimney?" Buck's eyebrows furrow, but it couldn't be called a frown for the smile still tugging at his lips. "Do you think he just saw how happy I was—"

"Evan," Tommy says softly. Buck snaps his mouth shut at the look on Tommy's face, all indulgence, downright smitten, if Buck had to take a guess it's probably the same look reflected on his own face.

Tommy reaches up to cup his face, swiping gentle, reverent thumbs over Buck's stubbled cheeks, smile twitching with bitten-back amusement. He pulls his hands away then, freshly cleaned palms coming away sooty.

"Oh," Buck murmurs, face flooding with heat. So, that's how they knew. Makes sense.

"I'm sure they saw how happy you were too." Tommy nudges their noses together again, a gentle little nuzzle that makes Buck's body fizz from head to toes, but there's something hesitant to it that has his eyes flickering back and forth between Tommy's. "You're happy, yeah?"

"Yeah." Buck nods just to feel their noses brush again. "Really, really unbelievably happy, Tommy."

And if Tommy's smile had been beautiful before, this one is radiant as the fucking sun. Buck almost wants to shield his eyes from it, except he doesn't. Not at all. He wants to map every inch of it and remember it forever.

"Good," Tommy breathes out. "Good, that's really good." One of his big hands finds Buck's hip, settles there and squeezes just tight enough to make Buck fizz again. "I'm happy too."

Oh.

Oh.

That's nice. That's really fucking nice.

They have to get out of this very crowded hallway immediately.

Buck lets his smile shift into a smirk and sways forward into Tommy's space. He doesn't look at Tommy's eyes as he does it, zeroed in on those lips that Buck could happily spend the rest of his life getting to know inside and out.

"Hm," Buck hums, pushing far enough forward that Tommy stumbles back a step. "We should probably go and get cleaned up, huh?" He extracts himself from Tommy's arms with only the slightest bit of difficulty, leaving one hand wrapped around his suspenders to drag Tommy along with a raised eyebrow.

Buck isn't entirely sure, but he think there's a little bit of pink underneath the soot on Tommy's face. It makes him even happier.

I finally finished the first chapter of my first Supernatural/Destiel fic!!! I’ve been working on it for a few weeks now, and I decided to finally post it. I’m planning on making it several chapters long, and I’ll try to update once a week or so. I hope you enjoy! (This is a different ao3 from my One Piece one. Saturns_Zer0)

Rating: Mature Warnings:  No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Benny Lafitte/Dean Winchester (past), Eileen Leahy/Sam Winchester, Castiel & Jack Kline, Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester, Castiel & Gabriel (Supernatural) Characters: Castiel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Jack Kline, Charlie Bradbury, Gabriel (Supernatural), Bobby Singer (Supernatural)

Summary:

“Hey, Sam?” Dean asked, avoiding his brother’s question.

“Yeah?”

“Say you haven't talked to someone in years, right. How would you go about maybe, you know, seeing if they'd want to talk to you again?”

2 years ago, Dean made a decision. He never wanted to hurt his boyfriend, Castiel, and thought he was doing the right thing for both of them, but he very quickly misses Cas after ending their relationship. He dates around for a bit, but nobody ever fills the void that Cas left inside of him. With some encouragement from his best friend Charlie, and a lot of reluctance from his brother, Dean reaches out to Cas again with hopes of rekindling their old friendship, with maybe a hope for something a little more than friendship.

Gentle reminder that the Supernatural world knew that Cas was in love with Dean from the start. (And that they may or may not have been fucking…)

6.17 My heart will go on

7.23 Survival of the fittest

14.01 Stranger in a strange land

Are you Dean Winchester? Cuz I'd die for you with a smile on my face.

Best supernatural pick up lines.

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(non sexual is preferred)

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I know I'm gonna cry over them at some point, but Hughie and Annie are so absolutely adorable together omg. I love them so much.