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Pref. #01 (You're sick)

My first preference. Lol. Enjoy ;)

Dean:
He would stay by your side. You want to go on a hunt with him and Sam. But Dean forbid you. And as a stubborn pain in the ass brat, you protested. But Dean wins. So you the whole day, you two do nothing but watch movies until you fell asleep. He kissed your forehead and say,

"I love you, babe."

Sam:
When he knew that your sick, he forbid you to do anything. Even for hunting. But that day, he's going on a hunt with Dean. But he said, he would stay by your side.

"Come on, Sam! I'm just ill, not inept!" You ranted.

"Stop blustering, y/n. You're sick," Sam said. You tirade, but in a sudden, quick move, Sam kissed you. He really knows how to make you shut up.

"Please. Just rest. For me?" Then he gave you a puppy dog eyes look. You sighed.

"Ok," you said, defeated. He kissed your forehead and smile.

"What should we watch?"

Cas:
He don't know what to do. He's a human now and he can't heal you in just an instant. He's hopeless so he called Dean and asked what would he do.

"Just take care of her. Let her rest, give her medicine, don't let her hunt for a while, and uh check her temperature," Dean said.

"Ok, thanks Dean," Cas said and hung up.

"Dean said you should rest. And uh, what do you want to eat?" Cas asked.

"A soup would be fine, Cas," you replied.

"Ok, i uh. I'll try," Cas said.

After a minutes, he was carrying a tray with a bowl of soup and water, along with medicine.

"I-i hope it tastes good," Cas said, nervously.

You held a spoonful of soup an put it in your mouth. But, as you put in into your mouth, you cringe.

"Something wrong?" Cas asked.

"Um, nothing. I should finish eating this," you smiled.

"Let me taste it," Cas said and taste it. Just like your reaction, he cringed.

"Taste like... Salt," Cas said. You laughed.

"Well, you put too much salt, Cas. I'll teach you how to cook once i've been healed. It's ok. I'll eat it," you said. But Cas protested.

"No! I should put it away," Cas said. But you take it back.

"It's ok, Cas." You giggled.

Once you finished eating, you drink the medicine and lay to your bed. The medicine makes you drowsy.

He kissed your forehead and lay by your side. He speak in  incoherrent words, and eventually you already knew that he's speaking in enochian.

"What does it mean?" you asked and then yawned.

"It's an enochian poem. Gabriel recited it to me once. And he said, you should recite this poem for the one you love." Cas said while stroking your (h/c) locks. You blushed.

"You should sleep,"

"Ok," you yawned and buried your face in his chest. The soft, warm feeling of his cloth make you comfortable. He kissed your forehead for the last time.

"Good night, y/n."