God day readers un update!
It's 5 o'clock in the morning when Sam hears a knock on his door.
"Yeah, come in."
Cas slides in and carefully shuts the door behind him. He's wearing flannel pyjamapants and one of Dean's shirts. "Did I wake you? I'm sorry Sam. I had to do this before your brother wakes up."
Sam sits up and tries to look attentive. "Yeah, dude, it's fine. What's up?"
"I know that American tradition requires that the man ask the father for his daughter's hand in marriage, but consider our circumstances, I thought this might be the next best thing."
"Cas, what the hell are you-"
"I would like to ask your brother to marry me."
"Oh, oh."
" And it would...mean a lot to me to have your permission. Before I ask. I want to ask tonight" Cas folds his arms around himself as if he's actually nervous that Sam's going to say no.
Instead of responding right away, Sam crawls out of bed and walks over to Cas to wrap him in a hug. "Of course you can ask Dean to marry you. That's-really, that's fuking thrilling news, man."
They pull away from each other, and Sam feels himself tearing up at how ecsatic Cas looks.
"Really?"
"Yeah Cas, really, I mean you're family already. This is even better!"
"Thank you, Sam" Cas' demeanor changes before he says, "I have to go, I have to plan a lot"
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Some hours later, Sam and Dean are sipping coffee in the kitchen while Cas is "out running errands." Dean has on the flannel shirt of Cas pyjamas and some pants.
Out of absolutely nowhere and with no preamble, he states, "Sam, I think I want to ask Cas to marry me."
Sam chokes on his coffee.
