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Sam stared down the length of the table, the book laying open in front of him completely ignored. He had tried getting Dean’s attention a couple times about five minutes ago with no luck and now he had resigned himself to timing how long his brother and Castiel would be staring at each other this time. He wasn’t even sure they knew he was in the room. At this point he was starting to get a little uncomfortable. He’d tell them to get a room, but Dean would just get all pissy and defensive and Castiel would tilt his head and look confused and Sam just did not want to deal with that right now. Of course, that’s if they heard him in the first place.
After ten minutes of staring at his brother staring at the angel, Sam gave up on them noticing him and walked out, glancing back at the doorway. Yep, still staring. He sighed in defeat and went to track down Eileen. He found her in the kitchen contemplating the coffee machine. Sam tapped her on the shoulder and waited until she had turned around to say, “You’re thinking pretty hard at that coffee machine.”
“Trying to decide if it’s too late in the day for coffee or not. Probably is. Did you talk to Dean about that spell you found?”
Sam sighed, his mouth twisting. “Tried to, but he and Castiel were so caught up in staring at each other I’m pretty sure they had no idea I was there.”
Eileen winced understandingly. “Ooh. How long did you wait?”
“Ten minutes! And they were already there when I sat down! I mean, this is just ridiculous at this point, how can they not see it?”
“Hm. Well, maybe they’ve been stuck in this pattern for so long they just can’t see a way out,” Eileen said thoughtfully. “Maybe…”
“What?” Sam asked. “Come on, I know that face. You’ve got an idea.”
“Well… Maybe they just need a little push,” Eileen said hesitantly. “Just a little help to get them past this.”
Sam’s eyebrows shot up and he took a moment to think. He really was getting sick of the two of them and all their sexual tension that they apparently had no awareness of. Maybe if he and Eileen could get them to pull their heads out of their respective asses he wouldn’t have to deal with situations like the library anymore.
“Alright, I’m in. Anything to get them to stop staring at each other like nothing else exists.”
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Sam and Eileen spent the rest of the evening brainstorming ways to get Dean and Castiel together. They started a list, writing down what they considered their best ideas. As it got later and their ideas got progressively crazier, Dean’s absence became more and more noticeable. Eventually they gave up and ate dinner without him, wondering if he and Cas were still sitting in the library staring at each other.
“I mean, they can’t be, right?” Eileen said. “It’s been hours.”
“Yeah, but Dean wouldn’t miss dinner… I don’t know,” Sam said hesitantly. “Anyway, we’ve got a pretty good list of ideas here, maybe we should go check.”
Eileen grabbed the list off the table, folding it into her pocket, and they headed over to the library. Sam peeked through the doorway before shaking his head at Eileen. Their chairs were exactly where they had been before, but no one was there. He turned back to Eileen and shrugged.
“Guess he was tired or something.”
Eileen smirked. “Yeah, all that staring must’ve been exhausting.”
Sam laughed and they headed to their own bedroom, deciding to put their plan into action tomorrow.
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Ways to stop Castiel and Dean being idiots and just get together already
1. Movie night
2. Make them work a case together alone
3. Blind date
4. Lock them in a closet (don’t forget to angel proof it!)