Hey kiddos, I know I'm a shitty ass writer and my last fic was horrible so sorry for that. But I'm going to try and make up for it. This one is inspired by the song Before You Start Your Day by Twenty One Pilots. Enjoy!
_____________________________Third Person

Dean lay numb in the armchair he had sat in all night, the bottle of empty whiskey hanging from his fingers.

As the sun finally started to appear in soft orange rays, the hunter looked over at the body in front of him lying still in the bed. The sun rays bounced off the sweat around the ex- angels forehead. The bandages covering most visible skin started to become deep red again.

Dean groaned as he stood up, all his muscles stiff. He hobbled his way to the bathroom and slashes cold water onto his face. As he looked at himself in the mirror he almost didn't recognize the image staring back. His eyes had gone dull and the bags under his eyes looked more like bruises they were so dark.

He wasn't a fan of spending time looking at the mirror, so he walked out into the kitchen where Sam sat eating eggs and bacon.

"Dean! Hey, um, do you want some breakfast? I've got extra." Sam smiled, he knew Dean would refuse any food but it was worth a shot.

"No. I'm not hungry. We are almost out of bandages though and Cas started bleeding again in the night." Sam sighed, he knew that his brother hadn't slept at all last night, even when he promised he would

"Well I'll make a run, we need more milk anyway." Sam put his dishes into the sink and Dean walked back to Castiel's room.

He walked in slowly and sat on the bed, opening the first aid kit and pulling out disinfectant and bandages.

"Hey Cas." He pushed the hair out of his boyfriend's face before planting a kiss on his forehead.

"It's been three days now. I really hope you'll wake up soon, then we'll go out and shove a blade up Metatron's ass." Dean grabbed Castiel's pale hand and stared at his gentle face."How the hell can you be so beautiful? Without even trying either?" Dean laughed, "I just wish I could see those pretty blue eyes once again,"

The hunter got to work, he took off a bandage slowly, run a finger along the wound before cleaning and patching it again. All the while Dean sang in a low voice, knowing people can sometimes hear things while passed out and wanted to make sure Cas knew he was safe.

He continued to sing the song Hey Jude as he pulled down the blankets revealing the gunshot wound in Castiel's chest. Dean started to tear up, he traced his hands down the man's chest and left a trail of light kisses in between lyrics.

"I'm so sorry Cas. I'm sorry I didn't protect you." A single tear ran down Dean's face and he quickly wiped it away, pushing any possible emotions to the back of his mind.

Once Dean finished mending the slits, he wrapped Castiel in the blankets and lay down beside him, resting his head on the ex-angles shoulder. And started singing one of Cas' favorite songs. Dean wasn't a huge fan of Elvis but anything that might help Castiel wake up.

"Wise men say,
Only fools rush in.
But I can't help,
Falling in love with you."

Cas heard the hunters voice, we tried to move or say something but he was in so much pain. He felt so weak he couldn't even open his eyes.

"Shall, I stay?
Would it be a sin?
If I can't help,
Falling in love with you."

Dean jumped slightly when he felt Castiel stir.

"Cas?" He looked down as Castiel tried his best to speak, but only groans came out.

"Sing." Was all he managed. Dean smiled and he continued to sing the song for his angel.

"Like a river flows,
Surely to the sea.
Darling so it goes,
Some things are meant to be."

Castiel moved his hand around until he found Dean's. He held it as tight as he could and smiled weakly.

"Take my hand,
Take my whole life too.
'Cause I can't help,
Falling in love with you."

Castiel's eyes opened slowly.

"Dean." Was all he could say.

"I'm here baby, I'm here Cas you're okay." He leaned over and kissed Cas' lips lightly.

"You scared me Cas. You scared the hell out of me." He said letting out a sigh of relief.

"I'm sorry." Cas said and gazed into Dean's green eyes.

"Don't be sorry Cas. I'm just glad you're okay." Dean smiled and kissed him again, Cas kissed back best he could but he felt exhausted. Dean pulled away.

"Come on babe, get some sleep you're tired. You need your rest." Cas narrowed his eyes and reached up to touched Dean's worn face.

"You do too, Dean." Cas said quietly. "When's the last time you slept?"

"Three days ago..."

Cas simply pushed Dean so he'd lie down beside him and managed the best he could to wrap his arms and legs around the hunter. As Cas drifted off in His boyfriends arms. Dean smiled as his heavy eyelids finally gave out and he fell asleep, feeling warm and happy knowing his angel was okay.

When Sam came back from shopping, he looking into Castiel's room to find both his brother and Cas fast asleep, clinging onto each other. Sam assumed that Cas had woken up, he wanted to check if he was okay but he didn't dare disturb the two. They looked so happy. That's all he wanted.