Destiel/Sabriel fluff

Pancakes

I know this is done all of the time, but hey, if everyone else gets to do it, then why cant I?

~~Sam's POV~~~

I woke up to something.... burning? I got up and ran to the kitchen, only to find Cas cooking something that resembled pancakes.

"Good morning, Sam" he chirped once he noticed me in the doorway.

"Morning," I sleepily replied. "What are you doing to those poor pancakes?"

"I'm making Dean breakfast." the fallen angel proudy replied.

"Here, let me help you with that" I said as I threw away what was once pancakes.

He looked at me with upset eyes. I then explained how burnt and unetible the ones he made were. Cas and I were making Dean breakfast for 45 minutes until we heard rustling in the background of my directions.

~Dean's POV~

I woke up to my angel's side of the bed cold and empty. The only thing I wanted to do was look into Cas' bluer than ocean blue eyes and profess my love to him for the 7 millionth time. The only way to find him was to get up, so got out of the now empty bed, and put sweatpants on, as I was in nothing but my boxers and I know my annoying little brother would be full of snarky comments. I waddled my way to the kitchen to find Castiel and Sammy making what smelt like pancakes. The contents in the trash can showed signs that this was not the first batch made. I stood there watching while Cas asked Sam quirky questions that he did not know the answer to, like 'what do the cows feel while the milk is being pumped from their utters' or 'what is in the spray to make the food not stick'. Sam claimed the constant questions were annoying and unnecessary, but I thought they were adorable. Especially when Cas didn't understand the answer, so he tilt his head to the side and squinted slightly. They seemed to be finished, so I rustled some paper so they would be aware of my presence.

"Good morning my angel" I said to Cas as he looked back at me.

"Good morning my hunter" he replied before pulling me into a short, yet loving kiss. "I made you breakfast!" He cheerily responded after our lips separated.

Sam just scoffed.

"Oh, and Sam helped me!" and even Sam broke is everlasting bitchface and chuckled at the comment.

"Dean, your boyfriend here had me making breakfast at 7:30 just for you. You better eat every last goddamn bite." Sam replied sarcastically, with a hint of seriousness in his tone.

Sam then went to get dressed while Castiel and I ate the, pretty good, pancakes. While we were eating, we did not take our eyes off of each other. All I could feel was love and happiness when I looked into my angel's eyes. I then realized, for the millionth time, I would never want to be anywhere else but here.

So, how'd you like it? I tried really hard. If you ever have any prompt ideas, just leave them in the comments below. Also, I do have an Instagram account dedicated to Supernatural, super.winchester.natural if your interested. These will usually be shorter btw. Thank you so much for reading!

~~~Maddie~~~