Cas has a successful blog and he loves all of his readers. They're the reason he has done so well all these years, but after a sudden and painful breakup with his fiance, a video starts popping up all over every social media platform of his ex propo...
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December 25~
Dean woke first, momentarily disoriented when he realized he was not in his own bed. When he tried to move he found that he couldn't, not with the body lying half on top of him. He relaxed and smiled when he looked down and saw Cas asleep, his cheek smooshed against Dean's chest, his hair messier than it had been before he'd gone to sleep, and his mouth slightly parted. If he wasn't already in love, that right there might have pushed him over the edge and had him falling, head over heels. He ran his fingers through those dark locks and watched as Cas' eyes began to flutter.
"Time?" Cas asked thickly. He hadn't moved from his spot, but he had at least opened his eyes. Dean stared deep into his eyes. It always felt like he could get lost in a sea of blue, and he found that he wanted that.
"No idea, and I can't reach my phone cause I left it across the room in my pants."
Cas groaned and rolled off of Dean to grab his own phone on the far nightstand.
"It's 10. What time are you expected at your family' house?"
"Uh, there's not really a set time, but my mom serves dinner right around 2 on Christmas. We open gifts right after we eat. So, we could be out of there by like, 4:30, maybe? Does that work?" Dean turned his head to look at him.
"Actually, yes. My parents expect us to be there at 6 for dinner." Cas was busy texting someone as he talked to Dean. When he set the phone aside he rolled onto his stomach and folded his hands under his head. He looked up at Dean and smiled. "I slept really well."
Dean had to pee, but it wasn't going to stop him from enjoying this moment. He laid back and rolled on his side to face Cas.
"I can't remember the last time I slept that good. I'm kind of not ready to get out of bed yet."
Cas chuckled.
"Me either. How about we put off breakfast at least for a little bit and just lounge around some? Except, I really have to pee. I'll be right back." He got up and left. Dean listened to the toilet flush and the sink turn on. When the bathroom door opened, he got up.
"My turn." He stole a kiss from Cas as he passed him, smiling at the taste of fresh toothpaste. Brushing his own teeth was a good idea.
When he returned to the bedroom Cas was stretched out on top of the covers, one arm behind his head as he gazed at the snow falling just outside his window.
"Not that we weren't already going to have one, but it's going to be an even whiter Christmas." He crawled across the bed, and when Cas looked up at him he leaned down to kiss him.
"Merry Christmas." Cas gasped when they broke apart. Dean grinned. This was the best Christmas he'd had in a long time.
