Destiel Fluff

Snow Day

6:00am was the moment Dean decided there was no way in hell he was going into work. Snow fell from the sky in large quantities, making it the perfect day to stay home and just relax. Castiel decided it was best he stayed home too, and joined Dean in the kitchen. Dean wore red plaid pajamas with a worn out black ac/dc shirt, while Castiel wore a pair of blue boxers and that was it. Dean poured two cups of coffee, and Castiel placed his hands on Dean's hips, his shirt riding up just enough so Castiel could place his cold hands on his skin. Dean flinched and squirmed away, almost spilling the hot coffee and Castiel chuckled,"Cas don't do that!" Dean grumbled, but he had a big grin on his face.
both of them sat on the couch, an army green couch that whoever someone sat on it it would make a really loud creaking sound that was very similar to a fart.
they both sipped their coffee and decided just watch the snow. every once and a while the soft foom of snow could be heard falling off the roof. Castiel laid his head on Dean's chest, listening to the steady heartbeat. Dean loved holding Castiel's hand, he'd mangle their fingers together and subconsciously play with his hands. Rubbing his thumb against Castiel's hand while dozing off was the way it was for them. soft, loving and sweet.