Spn And TW One Shots Book 1 (CLOSED)

Routine(Destiel)

Cas watched as Dean got ready for bed. He always brushed his teeth, stripped his pants, peeled off his shirt and slid his pistol under his pillow before climbing into bed. Cas had grown accustomed to watching this nightly routine for the past few weeks. It was almost therapeutic to watch the hunter follow the same routine. The two had been trying to find Sam. The youngest Winchester had disappeared two weeks back. Cas had managed to find out that Sam was hunting Lucifer on his own. Dean had called his brother a dozen times begging him to come back, but Sam never answered. 

Cas had agreed to help Dean find his brother and knock some sense into him, or if necessary tie him up and drag him back home.

Dean was currently about to strip his pants off when a noise that sounded like scratching at the hotel door caused Cas to frown.

"Dean, what was that noise?"

Dean, who was extremely tired sighed, "Probably just the wind moving through the trees," 

"Dean, there are no trees outside the hotel," Cas responded with a huff.

Dean looked thoughtful for a moment, "Fair enough, then I guess someone is trying to murder me...again," Dean sighed once more as he grabbed his gun. 

Cas pulled out his angel blade and followed Dean to the door.

Dean opened it pointing his gun at a familiar face.

"Crowley?" Dean frowned dropping his gun.

"Squirrel, I thought I'd stop in, let you know I found your moose," Crowley smirked.

Cas glared at the king of hell, "Why would you help us?" Cas asked.

"You're not the only one who's fond of Dean," Crowley winked earning an eye roll from the hunter.

Cas crossed his arms as Dean let Crowley in, this ruined the routine. Cas wished it had actually been someone trying to murder Dean...again.

(Request for TenWinchester, hope it's okay)