(I did not use a prompt for this)This is gonna be some kind of cute fluff but listen to this,
Cas (if you prefer Cass I'll change it) is human. He's married to Dean. And don't forget to request a ship!
Cas' eyes fluttered open. The sun was just peeking through the edge of the white windowsill next to his and Dean's bed. He adjusted his body and looked over at Dean. Dean was still asleep, snoring gently with every breath he took, his black AC/DC t-shirt wrinkled slightly around his arms. Cas sat up in bed slowly, as to not wake his boy-friend from his 'beauty sleep'. Cas swung his legs over the bed and stood up quietly. He tugged on a pair of black sweat pants and one of Dean's band t-shirt (this one was Nirvana).
Cas walked into the kitchen, which was still a mess from last night. Dean had cooked dinner and, unlike Cas, Dean didn't like cleaning up while he cooked. There were a few plates in the sink along with spoons, forks, a knife, chopsticks, two bowls and an empty bottle on orange ginger sauce. Cas turned on the radio to it's lowest volume and began cleaning.
Cas had just flipped over a pancake when his favorite song started playing. It was 'Can't help falling in love' by Elvis. He danced around to it as he cooked pancakes. Dean came up behind him, hugged Cas around his waist and placed a small kiss on his temple.
"Why do you like this song so much?" Dean whispered in Cas' ear.
"I don't know. It reminds me of something." Cas answered, turning his body and kissing Dean's nose.
Dean blushed the tinniest bit before turning back around. He went to the fridge and knelt down in front of it.
"Honey?" Dean asked.
"Yes, Dean." Cas answered without turning away from the pancakes.
Dean chuckled under his breath before placing a pot of honey on the table. He went up behind Cas again and hugged his hips.
"I can't help falling in love with you..." Dean sang along in a low whisper.
Cas blushed and tried to shake Dean off.
"Stop," he mumbled, "You'll make me burn myself."
Cas reached for plates and put the pile of pancakes on one of them. He handed it to Dean, who promptly brought it to the table. Cas grabbed two coffee cups and filled them up. He sat across from Dean at the dark wooden table. Cas started reading the newspaper, looking for a case. He had his hand extended across the table, near his coffee. Dean reached out and grabbed it like everything was normal. He intertwined fingers with Cas, who blushed and looked away. Dean peered over at the newspaper.
"Can I read the comics?" he asked with a full mouth.
Cas sighed and smiled as he looked up and met Dean's green, childish, pleading eyes. He tossed the paper across the table. Dean grabbed it and turned to the comics page. After a while, he started to laugh.
"I don't understand how you can think those jokes are so funny," Cas said as he leaned on his left hand, "I prefer the cross-word puzzle."
Dean looked up at Cas' sky blue eyes. Cas tilted his head to the side.
"Well," Dean said, remembering to swallow his food this time, "I always forget how to do the cross-word puzzle. Besides, some of the comics are funny."
Cas grabbed the paper from Dean. He read the first comic out loud.
"'Hey, Jess! Why did the cow cross the road?' 'Gee! I don't know. Why?' 'To get to the utter side-'"
Dean was clutching his stomach laughing and Cas was glaring at him, judging every inch of his humor. When Dean finally caught his breath, he looked at Cas.
"What?" he asked.
"Nothing..." Cas said distantly.
"What are you thinking about?" Dean asked with a smirk.
"You're weird and silly and childish." Cas started.
"And you are nerdy and have never not read a book." Dean shot back.
Cas scowled at him. Dean smirked.
"But..." Cas continued, "I love all the little things about you."
"Yeah. I feel the same and blah, blah, blah, I guess." Dean said, completely seriously.
"This is the part where you say you love me." Cas snapped.
"I love you, sunshine." Dean said, starting deeply into Cas' eyes.
"I love you, too, hunter."
