the blankets were thick and heavy, but cas still shivered. dean was just in the kitchen, fixing a glass of water for him. it had been a while since they slept together, not just sex, but laying next to each other and talking about their hopes and dreams until they fell asleep, and cas was looking forward to it.
he missed dean.
"alright, cas, you ready for bed?"
"yes." he answered, sliding under the blankets. dean slid in next to him, and wrapped his arms around cas' back.
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flower || destiel
Fanfiction"who are you?" "castiel. who are you?" -purposely lowercase [completed]
