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Asunder by rageprufrock (NC-17)
Fandom: SUPERNATURAL
Pairing: Dean/Castiel, Sam/Ruby (non-explicit)
Length: ~ 23,470 words
Author on LJ:
rageprufrock
Author Website: Fic at Archive of Our Own
Why this must be read: It's probably been on a thousand rec lists already, but it's hands-down one of the best AUs in the fandom for this pairing. With appearances by most of our favourite supporting characters (Ellen, Bobby, Jo, Sam, Ruby), the story casts Dean as a child protective services worker and Cas as the widowed pediatrician who is Dean's best friend. The occasion that sets everything in motion is Sam's wedding to Ruby, and Dean has to deal with his feelings about Sam's previous addiction (drugs, not demon blood), the girl who got him hooked, and the fact he hasn't always been able to save Sam. It's both a story of friendship deepening into love, and of redemption for mistakes that can't be undone. It's family and forgiveness with all the quirks, and it's guaranteed to make you smile.
If you haven't read it yet, you're in for a treat. If you have, you know exactly what I mean.
Out of nowhere Cas says, "Lori explained to me this is called 'eating your pain.'"
"Fuck," Dean says, choking on a mouthful of chocolate. "What?"
Cas pokes at the pie some more, still looking demoralized. Even his hair seems to flop downward today from its ordinary startled spikes. "She says that when we eat together in the cafeteria she tells everyone I'm eating my pain with you."
Dean stares at him until Cas looks back up. "It's not working," he elaborates.
“Cheer the fuck up, then, emo kid," Dean tells him, because he's blushing so hard they can probably see him in California. He's not sure how, but he's getting Lori back for this — she's probably the one who put Cas in those scrubs and spread that rumor about them at the New Year's Eve party last year, too.
Cas raises his brows. "I was talking about you, Dean."
"What are you talking about?" Dean says, "I'm awesome."
"You're obviously upset about something," Cas prompts, and glances down at the — well, remains of the chocolate pie.
Dean scowls at him. "I just sent a kid into protective care," he says.
"It's a different kind of upset than that," Castiel retorts, gentle, and Dean always feels like an asshole when he yells at Cas and Cas lobs back something like that — something soft and yielding, like he's never properly been in a fight in his life.
Dean stares at the crumbs on his (Castiel's) plate and herds them around the tines of his fork for a long minute. He's known Castiel for half a decade now, but he's kept this secret much longer, and it's hard for him to talk about Sam — too protective, Sam always yelled at him.
"My brother's getting married this weekend," he croaks.
Cas just listens, quiet, and Dean can see Cas's hands folded on the formica of the cafeteria table, calm. Dean, in a totally nonsexual way, likes Castiel's hands: they hold babies and listen to heartbeats and they operate on children and shake other hands, belonging to grateful parents. Cas does something tangible and good, and Dean's always felt comfortable in their shared silences.
"To Ruby," Dean says, and Cas just stares at him. "I hate her. A lot," he adds finally.
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Pairing: Dean/Castiel, Sam/Ruby (non-explicit)
Length: ~ 23,470 words
Author on LJ:
Author Website: Fic at Archive of Our Own
Why this must be read: It's probably been on a thousand rec lists already, but it's hands-down one of the best AUs in the fandom for this pairing. With appearances by most of our favourite supporting characters (Ellen, Bobby, Jo, Sam, Ruby), the story casts Dean as a child protective services worker and Cas as the widowed pediatrician who is Dean's best friend. The occasion that sets everything in motion is Sam's wedding to Ruby, and Dean has to deal with his feelings about Sam's previous addiction (drugs, not demon blood), the girl who got him hooked, and the fact he hasn't always been able to save Sam. It's both a story of friendship deepening into love, and of redemption for mistakes that can't be undone. It's family and forgiveness with all the quirks, and it's guaranteed to make you smile.
If you haven't read it yet, you're in for a treat. If you have, you know exactly what I mean.
Out of nowhere Cas says, "Lori explained to me this is called 'eating your pain.'"
"Fuck," Dean says, choking on a mouthful of chocolate. "What?"
Cas pokes at the pie some more, still looking demoralized. Even his hair seems to flop downward today from its ordinary startled spikes. "She says that when we eat together in the cafeteria she tells everyone I'm eating my pain with you."
Dean stares at him until Cas looks back up. "It's not working," he elaborates.
“Cheer the fuck up, then, emo kid," Dean tells him, because he's blushing so hard they can probably see him in California. He's not sure how, but he's getting Lori back for this — she's probably the one who put Cas in those scrubs and spread that rumor about them at the New Year's Eve party last year, too.
Cas raises his brows. "I was talking about you, Dean."
"What are you talking about?" Dean says, "I'm awesome."
"You're obviously upset about something," Cas prompts, and glances down at the — well, remains of the chocolate pie.
Dean scowls at him. "I just sent a kid into protective care," he says.
"It's a different kind of upset than that," Castiel retorts, gentle, and Dean always feels like an asshole when he yells at Cas and Cas lobs back something like that — something soft and yielding, like he's never properly been in a fight in his life.
Dean stares at the crumbs on his (Castiel's) plate and herds them around the tines of his fork for a long minute. He's known Castiel for half a decade now, but he's kept this secret much longer, and it's hard for him to talk about Sam — too protective, Sam always yelled at him.
"My brother's getting married this weekend," he croaks.
Cas just listens, quiet, and Dean can see Cas's hands folded on the formica of the cafeteria table, calm. Dean, in a totally nonsexual way, likes Castiel's hands: they hold babies and listen to heartbeats and they operate on children and shake other hands, belonging to grateful parents. Cas does something tangible and good, and Dean's always felt comfortable in their shared silences.
"To Ruby," Dean says, and Cas just stares at him. "I hate her. A lot," he adds finally.
Read the story: Asunder
Even popular authors appreciate feedback!
