Destiel

Dean Takes A Shower

During the whole trip, Dean forced himself to stay focused on the road and where he was going. Dean made sure his thoughts did not wander to Cas. Dean pulled into the bunker's garage around 10:40 at night. Unloading the Impala, Dean's only thought was about going to bed and taking a nice hot shower first thing in the morning. Carrying the duffel bags in, Dean set Sam's on his bed for him to take care of. Dean then went to his room, dropped his duffle, stripped out of his clothes and went to bed.

    When Dean woke up the next day, he looked at his bedside alarm clock. It was 12:30 in the afternoon.

    'So much for morning.'

    Dean snorted. He drug himself out of bed. Every muscle aching from having to sleep in the hospital chair. Dean stretched out his back, arms, and legs. He quickly walked out of his door to the bathroom down the hall from his room. He closed the door behind him. Dean splashed some water on his face first, in hopes to help him wake up. He then relieved his morning bladder problem. Dean locked the door and turned on the water for a shower, turning it as hot as he could withstand.

    He quickly stripped out of his clothes and hopped in the shower. Dean leaned against the wall for a few minutes, letting the hot water run down his figure. The hot water helped to relax his aching muscles. Dean scrubbed his body clean. Only then did he realize his morning wood. He thought about just ignoring it but he thought about it a second time. Maybe getting off would help him relax.