Part 8

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The following morning Castiel woke up to an empty bed. Dean's side was still warm and an imprint of the freckled face boy's head was imprinted on the pillow he used. Cas buried his face into the lonely pillow and inhaled Dean's scent of cinnamon and apples. God he was so screwed! Why did he have a crush on the school's #1 virgin? The dude wore a fucking purity ring for crying out loud. Deep down Dean Winchester must be attracted to him because of his actions last night. He wanted Cas to eat him out. Don't people say the truth comes out, when one is drunk? Castiel rubbed his eyes with the palm of his hands. He ran his tongue across his teeth which felt fuzzy. Thankfully he was only slightly hung-over. Cas wondered how the rest were doing. He planned on finding out after he brushed his teeth and drained the dragon.

Dean sat at the kitchen counter holding a bowl of Captain Crunch in his hands. He felt Castiel's presence, as soon as the other boy entered the kitchen pulling on a navy blue t-shirt. His eyes raked in any exposed sliver of olive skin while he had the opportunity. Cas stretched his arms backwards before his eyes met Dean's green orbs. Dean quickly ate a mouthful of cereal. His stomach was queasy but he swallowed.

"Morning bitches!" Cas greeted his teammates. Raphael and Uriel were in the middle of wolfing down four waffles smothered in maple syrup each. They each grunted their good morning.

Fer and Ion were washing their dishes. The two boys were the first to wake up an hour ago. Castiel scratched his head on his way to the coffee maker. He served himself a steaming cup of black coffee. Cas reached for the hazelnut creamer and put some in the coffee. He stole a waffle from Uriel's plate and hopped on a stool next to Dean.

After he swallowed half of his waffle, he turned to the tawny haired teen. "How are you handling your first hangover, your holiness?"

"Hasn't tossed his cookies yet," Ion answered for Dean.

Castiel tested the waters. He slung his arm across Dean's shoulders. Discreetly he ran his thumb on the back of the green eyed boy's neck. He felt Dean's skin shiver. Dean didn't move away from him. "We'll make a real boy out of Pinocchio yet," Cas whispered in Dean's ear but loud enough for the others to listen.

Bobby joined the teens in the kitchen. He held Alfie. The toddler gave everyone present a drooly smile and waved. "Hello!"

Castiel walked over to them and held his baby brother. "Guys this is my little bro, Alfie. Alfie these are my friends."

Alfie applauded. "Hi, friends! I'm two!" He held out two fingers.

"At least he got the brains in the family," Raphael stated.

"Very funny," Cas stuck out his tongue at his friend.

Alfie's eyes landed on Dean. "Rap'zel!"

Castiel and Bobby laughed while Dean turned beet red. He hoped the kid had forgotten about that. "What the hell is that?" Fer asked.

Dean pleaded with his eyes for Cas not to open his mouth. Alfie screamed the nickname again. "Ok spill," Uriel said.

"We were watching Tangled the other day and Alfie started calling Dean Rapunzel ever since," Bobby replied.

The teens laughed. Ion walked over to Cas and Alfie. "Smart and funny...I like this kid." He tickled Alfie' plump cheek. The toddler hid his head against the crook of Castiel's neck and shoulder.

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