A/N: hey guys if you have a prompt just comment it or dm me I'll include it >•<
Dean sat in the bunker sipping his hot chocolate that he had just made, stirring the sweet liquid he glanced over at Cas. The angel was just starting into nothing, completely at peace.
The chocolate drink was no way near cool, however Dean didn't realize as he was so busy staring at the angel he didn't think to check. Big mistake. "Son of bitch!" He cried out as the hot chocolate had roasted his tongue.
This made Cas look over, no longer staring at nothing. "Would you like me to kiss it better". He was obviously not paying attention to what Dean had done, or maybe he did but just liked the idea of it. None the less, Dean was now red I'm the face and stuttering, "I've been waiting for four or five years, I lost count" he said his voice a few octaves lower and more raspy. "Likewise Winchester" Cas said his hand now around Dean's waist. Cas hated when women flirted with him, it made him want to rip his spine out. The two were literally centimeters apart, they closed the gap between them. Dean's hands were messing Cas' hair and rubbing his back, in a gentle way, as if it were an apology for all the pain he had caused the Angel. Cas' tongue slid against Dean's bottom lip asking for entrance. Their tongues explored each other's mouths passionately.
It seemed as though they forgot about the moose in the room researching, trying to hide his fangirl.
A/N: can I have some feedback to see if I should continue.
