"Merry Christmas Cas!" Sam said as he and Dean walked into the room.
"I still do not understand the point in this. But a 'merry Christmas' to you too." Castiel said with a warm smile, that made Sam blush. Sam has had a crush on Cas since the moment Dean introduced them. Sam didn't want Castiel to hate him so he didn't show his feelings. He never even hugged Cas, but he could barely resist grabbing him in a warm hug, as if it would protect his little body from the cold.
"Dude, we're out of pie. WE'RE OUT OF PIE. On Christmas. This is wrong. So wrong. I'll be back. Don't wait for me" Dean winked and grabbed the keys to his baby.
"Hey Cas wanna help me decorate the tree?" Sam glanced at the angel nervously
"Yes what do i do?" The angel said emotionless.
"Here. Wrap this fluffy thing around the tree."
A few minutes passed. And then some more and more. They had been decorating the tree for an hour now.(It wouldn't have taken so long if Castiel hadn't somehow wrapped himself up along with the tree)
"Time for the finishing touch! The angel." Sam said holding up a porcelain angel.
"What is that?" Castiel's head tilted in confusion.
"It's the most important part of the tree!" Sam answered with a smile.
"She's beautiful. She reminds me of one of my sisters. The beautiful blonde hair, the lost brown eyes. She was my favorite out of all the angels." Castiel looked down with a sad look.
"Do you want to do the honour?" Sam asked, referring to putting the angel on the tree.
"I don't believe I am tall enou--" Castiel was cut short by Sam lifting him up to the tree. Now it was Castiel's turn to blush. He'd always taken a liking to the taller brother. He found him gorgeous inside and out. Angels shouldn't have feelings.
"Sam!!" Castiel cried kicking his legs.
"Stop moving and just put the damn angel up there." Sam replied giggling.
"Fine" Castiel carefully placed the angel upon the tip of the tree proudly.
Sam lowered Castiel. Once his feet where at the ground Sam meant to remove his hands from Castiel's waist, but he must've forgotten or had been lost in the moment. He's hands stayed there for a short moment before he yanked them back blushing.
"Oh my god, Cas I'm sorry" Sam replied avoiding eye contact.
Castiel walked up to him, making Sam fear being smitted. Once he was an inch away from his face he opened his mouth to speak.
"It's okay Sam."
"You two are under a mistletoe." Said a voice from the door way, they both turned to see dean holding two pies in his hands.
"What does that mean?" Asked a confused Cas.
Sam's entire face was different shades of pink.
"Uh Cas it means we're supposed to kiss. But it's okay if you don't--" Sam's sentence was cut short my the angel's lips. He returned the kiss eagerly.
"Like that Sam?" Cas asked in his normal tone.
"Just like that." Sam replied blushing and smiling like an idiot .
"Dude.. that's gay." Dean replied, proud his otp finally got together.
