AM- Destiel [COMPLETED]

Angel and Grace

"I like her. She's so fluffy" Cas grinned, leaning in to Angel's licks. "They're all fluffy. But you still haven't seen Cooper. He's just like Theo." Dean smiled, rubbing Cas' knuckles.

"Hey I can't stand up? I'm tired of sitting" Cas whined.

"You know the impact hurt you, you need your rest, and so do your muscles" Gabriel scolded, licking his spoon.

"But, but I feel fine" Cas pouted looking at Dean. "Don't look at me, it's the doctor's orders"

"Fine, whatever. Give me the raisins" Dean smiled, throwing the bag on Cas' bed side. "How long have I been out?"

"Uh, Three?"

"Two and a half months" Gabriel corrected. Petting Grace.

"Holy shit. How bad was it?"

"Well, Your arms were broken, ankle too. You had internal bleeding in six organs. You had a concussion. Not to mention the bruises and scars..." Gabriel lists, slowly trailing off.

"I get it, I get it. Uh, it was... really bad" Castiel awkwardly, looked down at Angel.

"But, it's all good now right?" Dean chimed in, trying to lighten the mood.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I feel like Steve Rodgers thought"

"Thats cool though. You know? You may be Captain Britain"

"That sounds lame."

"So isn't"

"Yes it is" Castiel giggled, kissing Dean's cheek.