Supernatural preferences

Someone thinks your a couple

(Not mine)

DEAN:
"Dean!" you waved the candy bar around in his face, his expression dropped and he looked at you, half wondering if you were really being serious. "Please! I really want candy right now. Dean! Dean! Dean! Dean, please! I'll love you forever."
"Well, in that case," he snapped sarcastically.
"Please, Dean!" you begged.
"Alright, Y.N, God! Stop with the eyes!"
"Haha! Yea!" you exclaimed, laughing as you put the candy bar on the counter, dropping a couple Reece's cups for Dean. "Can we get coffee later, too?"
"Sure, princess." he rolled his eyes sarcastically.
"Your sarcasm is excruciating." You covered your heart and slipped a five dollar bill into his closed fist.
"Keep it." he handed the bill back to you.
"You two are adorable." the young girl behind the counter blushed, looking at you and Dean.
"Us?" you asked, peeking out from behind Dean's arm. The girl nodded.
"Thanks." Dean bobbed his head in the air, flipping through his wallet for a ten.
"How long have you been married?" she asked, waving your items over the scanner.
Dean looked over his shoulder at you, tucked behind him. "Five years." he blurted.

SAM:
"Sam!" you called quietly. "Sammy! Come on!" you sighed as you turned the corner and saw the tall man looking at a box of something.
"What is this?"
"I dunno. Hey, Dean said he'd rip us a pair of new ones if we didn't get to the check out line right now." I reported. "So we better- Are those chocolate covered strawberries?" you asked, walking slowly to Sam to look at the box he was holding.
"Guess so. You want them?"
"Uh, hell yes."
"Will you share?"
"I bet if we both give dean the puppy dog eyes he'll buy them for us." you said, taking the box.
"He can't say no to you." Sam stated. "Not with your eyes."
You heard snickering behind you and turned to see an old man hunched behind you. "Sorry." he said hoarsely. "You two remind me of my wife and I when we were your age."
"Oh, we're not-" you started but Sam smiled softly.
"Thank you." he beamed. "Have a nice day."

CASTIEL:
"Ooo!" your sister squeaked. "Hello, baby sister!" you could smell the champagne on her breath when she slung her arm around your shoulder and placed a slobbery kiss on your cheek.
"Hello."
"I am Castiel, angel of the Lord." Cas intorduced himself. You groaned but luckily, your sister was too drunk to comprehend what he just said.
She gasped. "Is this Cas? The Cas? The Cas you never shut about?" she laughed, waving her hand and spilling a little golden champagne on the floor. "Is he your boyfriend?" she tried whispering but it wasn't working.
"No." you said.
"I bet he is. You're her boyfriend, huh?"
"No!"
"Come on. Cas, you're her boyfriend." She nodded at the angel. He nodded. "Look," she pointed her glass at Cas. "He says you're together."
"Is that how it works?" Cas asked. "I promise to watch over you, Y/N."