Wings

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Dean sat on the couch next to Castiel, watching tv while resting his head on his shoulder. Cas ran his fingers through his brown hair, causing him to nuzzle into him. Dean gingerly stroked Cas's black wings. They hadn't done much at all that day, since they didn't have any cases to solve. Sam was out with Gabriel, which left the men alone by themselves in the bunker.

"Your wings are so soft," Dean murmured. "Thats because you like to clean them all the time." Cas smirked, looking down at his boyfriend. Dean chuckled and shrugged. "I can't help that. They're just so pretty."

Cas blushed and trained his eyes back to the television screen. Dean sat up suddenly, brushing his fingers along a different area of his wings. A sudden giggle escaped from Castiel, and he pressed his hand over his mouth to keep from any more laughter.

Dean grinned. "Are your wings ticklish?" He asked laughing. Cas just shook his head, removing his hand and grinning goofily.

Dean sighed and rested against Cas once again. "You're adorable, you know that?" Castiel rolled his eyes. "Thanks for reminding me." Dean just shrugged, scooting closer to the Angel next to him. "You're welcome."

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