"Deeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaan!!!!!!!!!" Cas called through the bunker. "Come heeeeeeeeere!" Dean sighed and got up from his laptop, walking into the main room where Castiel was sprawled on the floor. Confused, Dean looked down at Cas and asked, "Um, are you okay?" Cas giggled and hiccuped, "Sam just gave me the most amazing thing. It's called whiskey." Rubbing his temples, Dean said, "How much did you have?" Cas giggled again and slurred, "Only a feeeeeeew glasses." Dean crouched next to Cas and muttered, "You're gonna have one hell of a hangover tomorrow." Then he picked up Cas and carried him to their room, grumbling, "Dammit Sam. Why did you have to get him drunk?" He set Cas in the bed and turned off the lamp, saying, "Sleep it off dude." Then he went to leave. Cas grabbed the back of his shirt and whined, "Stay with meeeeeeee! I don't wanna be alone!" Dean smiled and said, "Give me two minutes to get you some water and pain meds. You'll need them." Then he gently removed Cas's hand from his shirt and went into the bathroom, coming back out with a glass of water and a bottle of pills. He set them on the nightstand and then climbed into the bed with Cas.
-The Next Morning-
Dean awoke to Cas groaning, "Owwwwwwwww. Is this what being hungover feels like?" Dean smiled and laughed, saying, "Yeah, it is." Then he handed Cas the bottle and glass, saying, "These should help a bit." Cas downed three pills and the whole glass of water, then flopped back down on the bed, clutching his stomach and whimpering. Dean rubbed his shoulder and said, "I'll be right back. I think I know something that might help with the nausea." Then he went to the kitchen and poured Cas a glass of ginger ale. Then he hurried back and handed the Cas the cup, saying, "It's ginger ale. It should help settle your stomach." Cas drank it and Dean took the cup, saying, "Go back to sleep. I'm going to go have a talk with Sam." Dean stride out of the room to hunt down Sam. He found Sam and Gabriel in the theater area, watching a movie. Dean dragged Sam out and said, "Dude, what the hell? Why did you get Cas drunk?" Sam shrugged and replied, "He said he had never been drunk, so I fixed that." Dean sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose, saying, "Asshat." Then he went back to Cas's room, where Cas was asleep on the bed. He kissed Cas's forehead and left, closing the door gently behind him. Then, he heard Cas mumble, "Dean, I love you." Dean poked his head back in the room and whispered, "I love you too, Cas. I love you too."
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Fluff N' Stuff.
FanfictionBasically this is just fluffy Destiel and Sabriel one shots and short stories. There may be one or two long ones, but don't expect that too often. Enjoy~ Also, some may be written in the form of scripts. That's just when I'm being lazy though. NOTE...
