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disturbinglynic) wrote2011-08-13 08:12 pm
disturbinglynic) wrote2011-08-13 08:12 pm
Fic: Teasing
Title: Teasing
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean/Castiel
Rating: PG
Word Count: 526
Warnings: silliness/fluff
Summary: Dean feels like a girl.
Disclaimer: If I owned them then I wouldn't have to play with them in stories.
A/N: Seventh in the catiel series
Dean realizes he’s kinda screwed when he starts seeing animals. Not in the ‘oh hey look, there’s a dog’ way, but in the ‘look how cute that dog is’ way. It’s all Cas’ fault.
He takes animals to the vet when Cas isn’t around to help them and he knows that Sam is getting annoyed with him. He can’t seem to help it though. He briefly wondered if Cas had used some angel mojo on him, but that was ridiculous because Cas knew how much he adored Catiel and Winchester.
Still, this sudden interest in the well-being of all animals great and small was distracting and disturbing. Sam was the chick, not him.
Sam never let him forget it either. Between Cas and the animals, Sam always seemed to be teasing him these days. Dean knows he’s picked on Sam, and Sam has picked on him, and it was all okay because they were brothers and that’s what they did, but the teasing had become excessive and Dean found himself wanting to throw Sammy to the monsters rather than protect him from them, and that didn’t sit well with him.
“Dean, you should just talk to your brother,” Cas said as they lay in bed together.
“I’m not having a chick flick moment with him.”
“And what happens when you snap and let Sam get hurt? You couldn’t live with yourself if you allowed Sam to come to any harm.”
Damn angel had a point. He could never live with himself if something happened to Sammy that he caused or purposefully didn’t prevent.
“Why do you have to be so smart?”
Cas chuckled, puffs of warm air hitting the top of his head, because he was snuggling with his angel. He really was turning into a girl. He groaned into Cas’ neck and then pushed himself away.
Cas propped himself up on his elbows to look at Dean. “Is something the matter, Dean?”
Dean glared at him. “You’ve turned me into a girl.”
Cas titled his head to look at him. Of course. Cas was taking what Dean said literally. Dean scrubbed a hand over his face. Sometimes it was really complicated sleeping with an angel.
Catiel jumped onto the bed and began licking Dean’s face. He smiled. He couldn’t help it. Catiel always cheered Dean up. At least when he was behaving. Cas, however, scooped Catiel up and got off the bed. He headed to the bathroom, grabbing Winchester on the way. He locked both animals in and stripped off his clothes and he headed back to bed.
Getting with the program quickly, Dean had his clothes off before Cas had even made it back to the bed. Without a word, Cas slipped back into bed and into Dean’s waiting arms. Dean rolled them so he lay on top of Cas, kissing him, and losing himself in Cas.
*****
Hours later, the animals still locked in the bathroom, Cas lay in his arms, both of them sated and utterly relaxed. Dean was stroking a hand along Cas’ back, the other running fingers through his hair.
“Dean?”
“Hmm?”
“Do you feel more like a man now?”
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean/Castiel
Rating: PG
Word Count: 526
Warnings: silliness/fluff
Summary: Dean feels like a girl.
Disclaimer: If I owned them then I wouldn't have to play with them in stories.
A/N: Seventh in the catiel series
Dean realizes he’s kinda screwed when he starts seeing animals. Not in the ‘oh hey look, there’s a dog’ way, but in the ‘look how cute that dog is’ way. It’s all Cas’ fault.
He takes animals to the vet when Cas isn’t around to help them and he knows that Sam is getting annoyed with him. He can’t seem to help it though. He briefly wondered if Cas had used some angel mojo on him, but that was ridiculous because Cas knew how much he adored Catiel and Winchester.
Still, this sudden interest in the well-being of all animals great and small was distracting and disturbing. Sam was the chick, not him.
Sam never let him forget it either. Between Cas and the animals, Sam always seemed to be teasing him these days. Dean knows he’s picked on Sam, and Sam has picked on him, and it was all okay because they were brothers and that’s what they did, but the teasing had become excessive and Dean found himself wanting to throw Sammy to the monsters rather than protect him from them, and that didn’t sit well with him.
“Dean, you should just talk to your brother,” Cas said as they lay in bed together.
“I’m not having a chick flick moment with him.”
“And what happens when you snap and let Sam get hurt? You couldn’t live with yourself if you allowed Sam to come to any harm.”
Damn angel had a point. He could never live with himself if something happened to Sammy that he caused or purposefully didn’t prevent.
“Why do you have to be so smart?”
Cas chuckled, puffs of warm air hitting the top of his head, because he was snuggling with his angel. He really was turning into a girl. He groaned into Cas’ neck and then pushed himself away.
Cas propped himself up on his elbows to look at Dean. “Is something the matter, Dean?”
Dean glared at him. “You’ve turned me into a girl.”
Cas titled his head to look at him. Of course. Cas was taking what Dean said literally. Dean scrubbed a hand over his face. Sometimes it was really complicated sleeping with an angel.
Catiel jumped onto the bed and began licking Dean’s face. He smiled. He couldn’t help it. Catiel always cheered Dean up. At least when he was behaving. Cas, however, scooped Catiel up and got off the bed. He headed to the bathroom, grabbing Winchester on the way. He locked both animals in and stripped off his clothes and he headed back to bed.
Getting with the program quickly, Dean had his clothes off before Cas had even made it back to the bed. Without a word, Cas slipped back into bed and into Dean’s waiting arms. Dean rolled them so he lay on top of Cas, kissing him, and losing himself in Cas.
*****
Hours later, the animals still locked in the bathroom, Cas lay in his arms, both of them sated and utterly relaxed. Dean was stroking a hand along Cas’ back, the other running fingers through his hair.
“Dean?”
“Hmm?”
“Do you feel more like a man now?”
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This was sweet and awesome :)
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Thanks :)