Welcome to the Prompt Party!

[misachan]

(which is of course totally different from the pants party.:)

Internets, I have had a day. Not a bad day, really, but just a day of running around going "That thing! Where is that thing?", then finding it and ten minutes later having to go "That other thing! Where is that other thing?" And on top of that it's rainy and blargh and traffic was wretched and I have to do dishes in a bit.

And while I can't watch the premiere tonight I still want to celebrate, so here's what we're doing: prompt me.

Give me a one word (or two or three, whatever) prompt

OR

request a missing scene/coda/timestamp/what-have-you from something I've written


and I'll write you comment fic. See? Party!

(It may not happen immediately, but I promise I will answer every prompt!)

ETA: I am working on everything! *flail!* The party will go all weekend, so anyone who came late feel free to join in!

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Re: Whiskey On Your Breath 2/3 (Dean/Cas, 5.03 missing scene)

[misachan.livejournal.com]

"Glad you like it, Cas." They kept passing the bottle back and forth until it was empty again - Castiel offered to refill it but Dean waved that thought away; his head was already swimming and the last thing he wanted was to be hung over for the big fight. Instead he made Castiel settle back on the bed, ignoring his token protests that he didn't get tired. It was a tight squeeze; they both had to lay on their sides back to front to fit on the narrow bed, and they were close enough now for Dean to tell that Castiel was shaking like a leaf. "Cas," Dean said, putting one hand on his arm. "You gotta relax."

Castiel shook his head. "I can't quiet my mind." He let out a long breath that just seemed to shake him harder. "It was...it was easier the first time when I didn't fully comprehend what I was facing."

Dean swallowed hard. He knew what he should be doing but it still took a second of telling himself to get over it for him to wrap one arm around Cas' waist.

Castiel sighed, relaxing slightly against Dean. "It hurt," he whispered, so softly Dean barely heard him. "The smiting. It hurt a great deal."

Dean tightened his grip, the flash of rage hitting him so strong and so fast that he couldn't speak for a few seconds. "It's not gonna be like that," he said into Castiel's ear when he could trust his voice again. "The plan's solid. That son of a bitch isn't going to touch you, Cas."

Castiel didn't answer, instead twisting around to lay on his back and almost falling off the bed before Dean steadied him. "Tell me again what I did wrong at the brothel," he said, looking up at Dean; Castiel might claim he didn't get tired but Dean didn't think he'd ever seen anyone look as exhausted as Cas did just then. "You said I...spoke too much. What was I supposed to do?"

"Well, not talk to the chick about her father, that's for damn sure. Talk about killing the moment."

"I wanted to set her at ease."

"Look, Cas, the girls in those places know what you're in there for. You don't have to chat them up to get them in the mood."

"I wasn't trying to..." He sighed. "I'm not even certain what that means." He waved his hand back over the whiskey bottle to refill it and took a long swallow. "I didn't know how I was supposed to start things."

"Next time you're in that position, just kiss her already. Well, ask first, some hookers don't go for that, but yeah. You don't need to exchange life stories."

Castiel scowled. "I probably wouldn't be very good at it."

Dean shrugged, stealing the bottle for one more taste. "Eh, it's not that complicated. Takes a little practice."

Cas let out another sigh. Dean was starting to get the feeling he was morose drunk. "I'm unlikely to get the chance for much practice, Dean."

Dean heard alarm bells go off. It was one thing to go into a fight scared, Dean did that all the time, but you never went into one beaten the way Cas was now. Castiel rubbed his face, his hand shaking so hard Dean grabbed it before he could even think about what he was doing. Cas looked up at him and Dean didn't know if it was the booze but he'd never seen Cas' eyes unguarded like this; the hopelessness he saw there reached out and wrapped around him like a physical thing. He thought about Castiel sending him to Sam that day in the Chuck's apartment, lying that he could fight them off even though he knew damn well death was coming for him. He didn't remember if Cas had been shaking this hard then, too. He hadn't been paying attention.

Dean took a deep breath and kissed him before he could talk himself out of it; Cas tasted like whiskey and his stubble scratched and when his lips moved under Dean's to return the kiss Dean couldn't understand what the hell had been wrong with him, why he'd hadn't done this ages ago. When he broke the kiss Castiel's eyes were so wide with astonishment Dean almost kissed him again. "See, Cas?" Dean said, tracing his thumb along his jaw. "You did that just fine."

Re: Whiskey On Your Breath 3/3 (Dean/Cas, 5.03 missing scene)

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Dean saw Cas' Adam's apple move as he swallowed, the bottle dangling forgotten from his fingers until Dean caught it and set it safely on the nightstand. "I...." He closed his eyes, his tongue flicking out over his lips. "Is it all right if I kiss you, Dean?"

Dean grinned. "You don't ever have to ask my permission for that, Ca---"

Castiel kissed him he could even finish his sentence, catching him with his mouth open. He felt Cas' tongue slide past his lips and couldn't hold back the moan; he grabbed a handful of Cas' coat and pulled him closer, running his other hand through Cas' hair. He felt Cas' fingertips trace down his cheek, like Castiel was trying to memorize him.

Cas finally pulled back, still shaking but not any harder than Dean. "It's selfish," he whispered, brushing his fingers against Dean's lips.

"What is?"

Dean could smell the whiskey as Cas breathed. "It brings me peace to know you'll be at my side come dawn, despite the danger."

Dean shrugged, rubbing the back of Cas' neck. "Hey, you said he wouldn't kill me."

"He could do many things to you that wouldn't kill you. And yet I want you there anyway." He kissed Dean again, barely brushing his lips. "Can you forgive me that?"

"Dude." This time Dean kissed him, deep and messy until Dean could feel Cas' heart racing. When he broke the kiss Cas tried to follow after him, open mouthed and gasping. "I would be pissed forever if you left me out," he said, cradling Cas' head in both hands. "So don't you even think about it." Castiel nodded and Dean kissed him again, sliding one hand under the coat and suit jacket and brushing his hand down his ribs, just the thin dress shirt between them.

Cas shivered and pressed closer to Dean. "You said this was the first thing I should do," he said, his fingers threading through Dean's hair. "What's the second?"

Dean felt his heart pounding so hard he thought it might come out of his chest. A few minutes earlier he'd had to screw up his courage just to put an arm around Cas' waist; they were crossing so many lines so fast Dean's head was spinning. He ran his tongue over Cas' lower lip and remembered seeing that fear in his eyes. Dean knew their plan was solid, he was damned proud of it in fact, but he'd been around long enough to know plans went bad. If things went bad tomorrow Dean didn't want regrets. He'd wracked up more than enough of those for one lifetime. "Okay, Cas," he whispered, feeling that last wall between them crumble to dust. "You pay close attention."

Castiel nodded, his eyes wide and eager and Dean knew no one had ever looked at him like that before. Suddenly it seemed ridiculous that he would have ever had any doubts about this. He kissed Castiel again, wet and lingering, his hands slowly working open Cas' belt. "This is what you do next."

-fin-

Re: Whiskey On Your Breath 3/3 (Dean/Cas, 5.03 missing scene)

[serrico.livejournal.com]

Eeee, fic for ME! With the drinking and the shaking and the angsting and the kissing! Such a wonderful combination of activities for these two. *g*

I have wanted Dean/Cas fic involving that prompt since I first read that article back in MAY. This makes me very happy. :) Thank you so much for writing it!