one shots ft. destiel [pt. I] .

17 - boyfriends clothes

"You said you were gonna give them back?!" Dean said, holding up a pile of his t-shirts in his arms that Cas had 'borrowed', more like stole.

"I was!" Cas said, waving his arms dramatically in the air.

"There were like twenty of them in there!" He gestured to the closet and the pile in his arms.

Cas sighed, hanging his head, then handed him another one of his shirts.

"Than- Wait? I came here in this?!"