hey soulmate | destiel

twenty-eight

Castiel can feel the heat radiating from his face as he moves his hair out of his eyes. Dean steps out into the hallway, a confused and questioning look on his face.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Castiel Novak, and I think I'm your soulmate."

Dean's face scrunches up. "What? How is that even possible? How do you know?"

"Well, your name is Dean Winchester, you're 18-years-old, you have a younger brother named Sam who is dating Gabriel Novak, my younger brother. Sam got kicked out of the house so now he's living with us, and he told me all about you last night."

"Prove it," Dean spoke rigidly.

Castiel rolls up his sleeve on his left arm, the arm the Dean always wrote on. "Write something on your wrist."

Hesitantly, Dean pulls a pen out of his pocket. He clicks it open with his thumb before drawing a star on his wrist. Castiel holds his arm out to Dean, letting him see the identical mark that formed on his skin.

Dean looks at Castiel in disbelief. "I'm not really sure what to say to you right now," he says, a smile forming on his face.

Smiling back, Castiel simply leans in and hugs him.