Late nights [COMPLETED]

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"Dean, hey. Dean?" Castiel shook dean's shoulder. Dean grumbled, and turned towards castiel.

"Dean, I was texting this guy, who knows a guy, who works with a guy who has a cousin who is married to a person who knows a surgeon that could go with helping me getting top surgery. What do you think?"

"What? I'm-I'm confused. Who exactly knows the doctor?"

"The cousin who is married to a guy who knows a surgeon that could help me"

"Who are you texting at three am?"

"A guy, who knows a guy, who works with a guy who has a cousin who is married to a person who knows a surgeon that could go with helping me getting top surgery, it isn't that hard."

"Cas...it's three am, we'll talk on breakfast tomorrow"

"But I can't sleep"

"Its three fucking am, go the fuck to sleep"

"Fine, scoot over"

"Don't push me out of the bed this time"

"Goodnight, dick head"

"Bitch"