Angel of music (Dean/Reader/Castiel) Part 7

*Tap Tap Tap*
Luka softly taps Dean’s shoulder, and Dean grumbles to himself, not wanting to wake up yet.
*Tap Tap Tap*
The taping has moved from his shoulder to his face and Dean’s eyes slowly open, revealing a content looking Luka. Dean rubs his eyes slowly, sitting up. Luka climbs onto the couch and wiggles his way onto Dean’s lap. He’s kind of surprised, usually kids don’t like him all that much in his opinion. Luka just hums and snuggles his head into his chest. Dean wraps his large arms around Luka’s midsection, so he doesn’t fall.
He looks over and sees Cas slouched over at the end of the couch. Then he looks down and finds (Y/n), sound asleep. Her hair is disheveled and her eyes move sporadically under her eyelids. Her breathing deep and even, with her mouth slightly open. Who knew someone could be so beautiful?
As Dean admires her, he feels Luka’s small stomach rumble under his hand. He looks down to the small child and smiles softly.
“Hungry?” He whispers so he wouldn’t wake anyone up. He picks Luka up and carries him out to the kitchen. He sets him on a chair, because they don’t have a highchair for him. Dean really didn’t find any food fit for a baby, so he ended up putting some of Kevin’s cereal on a plate for him. Dean gets himself some pie and sits down next to Luka.
Luka lifts a piece of cereal with one hand, and points with the other hand. He coos and looks to Dean, laughing like he just told the funniest joke in the world. He holds the piece out to Dean, who graciously takes it and places it next to his plate. Luka smiles brighter than the sun.
He then takes a piece for himself and stuffs it in his mouth. His face scrunches up and he spits it out.
“Hey, it can’t be that bad!” Dean picks up the piece that Luka gave him and pops it in his mouth. He swallows it and shakes his head.
“I was wrong.” He looks to Luka, then to his pie. Back to Luka, back to his pie. He sighs and gets a small piece on his fork, and puts it up to Luka’s mouth. Luka shakes his head, doesn’t trust anything that Dean gives him, not after that unpleasant cereal.
“Come on, this is the good stuff.” Dean eats the small piece and smiles at Luka.
“MMMMMMM, it’s really good!” Dean says in his best singsong voice. He gets another small piece and Luka hesitantly eats it. Luka’s face brightens up as he swallows the pie. Dean smiles as he watches the child. Suddenly Luka’s head turns for the door and brightens even more.
“Maaaam” Dean looks to the door and finds (Y/n) there, still in the boxers and oversized shirt. Her hair still all messed up and her eyes still half closed she smiles to Luka and shifts her eyes over to Dean. Her smile takes his breath away.
“Good morning, Dean.” Her voice drips with sleep. Dean feels like a twelve year old in front of his crush.  He seems to have to find his voice before he can respond.
“Hey.” Why does he feels so warm when she’s in the room? Dean clears his throat and shakes that thought away. No, he can’t have her. She is obviously with Cas, right? And why would she want him in the first place? She is so bright and innocent, no, she wouldn't want Dean, not in a million years.
(Y/n) tilts her head and stares at Dean. She could feel that something was bothering him.
“Are you okay Dean? You look as if something is wrong.” She moves to sit by Luka, who promptly moves to push her to his seat and sits on her lap. (Y/n) is now sitting directly next to Dean.  He cleared his throat again, trying to make the english language come back to his memory.
“I was just wondering, uh, what’supwithyouandcas?” He tried not to sound like a school boy, he really did. (Y/n) tilts her head again.
“Cas? I am very grateful for him. In heaven we would often like to be with each other.” She looks down, her voice grows quieter, sadder.
“We were inseparable. I liked him very much. He liked me as well!” Her head shot up, filling with what looked like hope, before returning to the same sad state.
“At least I thought he did. I learned later on that warriors didn't have the capacity for feeling.” She wiped something off her face and put her hands around Luka.
Dean tries to comfort her, but gets interrupted when Kevin walks in.
“What’s up guys?” Luka squeals at Kevin’s entrance. Luka wiggles out of (Y/n)’s lap and sits on the opposite side of Dean.
“We need to get supplies for Luka and (Y/n). And you need better cereal.” Dean states matter of factly, going back to his pie.
“Hey! I like my cereal!” Kevin sits down next to Luka with a bowl and starts eating it. Cas walks in, rubbing his neck. He wasn’t in a very comfortable sleeping position. He smiles at (Y/n), who smiles back, and looks to Dean.
“(Y/n) and I will go get the supplies later today.” Cas goes to the toaster and puts a piece of bread in. He leans on the counter and watches (Y/n) and Dean. He doesn’t like their close proximity. He especially doesn’t like the occasional glance Dean gives her as he feeds Luka some of his pie. The room is silent, except from the crunch of Kevin’s cereal, and Luka’s cooing.
All of a sudden Luka hops out of his chair and runs into the next room. (Y/n)’s head perks up and she follows after. Both Cas and Dean watch her leave the room. Cas grabs his half-toasted toast and pushes off the counter. He walks into the next room, trying not to look like he is following (Y/n).
“Well, that was awkward.” Dean looks over to the voice and finds Sam walking in from his run.
Dean looks over to Kevin.
“Don’t you have a tablet to translate?” Kevin rolls his eyes and puts his bowl in the sink. He exits the room muttering random things about “you translate the tablet” and “it’s not like it’s not obvious” and “you could’ve just asked”. Dean just rolls his eyes at hearing this.
Sam walks over to the fridge and brings out a cold bottle of water. He takes a swig of it before he grabs some food for himself and sits at the table with Dean.
“So I guess you are going after her after all, huh?” Dean looks over toward the door, where he could hear your laughter. He turns to Sam.
“I am trying not to, okay? I just, I don’t know. She feels different. She IS different. I don’t know what to do.” He looks like he could come apart at the seams. Sam shakes his head and leans forward.
“Well, look. You can’t be on the fence about something like this. Not only will you get hurt, but you’ll hurt her more.” He leans back and takes a bite of his food. “If it were up to me, I would have you go for it. I haven’t seen you this happy in a while.” Dean finishes his pie and nods his head.
“Yeah, okay. I’ll think about it.” He takes and puts his plate away and goes out by Cas and (Y/n). She is currently kissing Luka’s fingers. It looks like he pinched them in something. You smile and hug Luka, who goes right back to climbing around. She watches with a look of such pure love.
No, he couldn’t let her slip through his fingers.