Cas and Dean were sitting on the couch in the middle of a movie. Dean slowly slid his arm around Cas's waist, causing him to burst into a fit of laughter.
"Dean! What did you do?" He giggled.
Dean chuckled. "What?"
"What was that thing you just did?" He asked, hugging his knees to his chest.
"I didn't do anything!"
"When you touched my ribs, I felt a strong tingling sensation! Is there a laughter button there that I didn't know about? Do humans have that?"
Dean suppressed his laughter as best as he could. "Cas, you're ticklish."
Cas tilted his head to the side. "What does that mean?"
Dean grinned. "It means... it makes you laugh when you do this." And he started tickling Cas's ribs, causing him to burst into laughter again.
"Dean! Stop! I can't breathe!" He spluttered out. He started kicking his feet in the air, unable to control himself.
He was laying flat on his back, Dean on top of him. He kept tickling him for what seemed like forever. He was definitely getting a kick out of it.
He soon stopped and sat back up, laughing a little. Cas kept laying on the couch, unable to sit up. He was still laughing a bit.
"I... what... oh my god!" He giggled.
"C'mon, it's getting late. Let's go to bed."
"I don't think I can move. Ha!"
Dean chuckled and stood up, lifting his angel in his arms bridal style. He carried him to their bedroom and laid him down. He had fallen asleep on the way there.
He gave him a kiss on the forehead and suddenly thought of something. For about half an hour, he tickled Cas's feet. He'd traipse his fingers on Cas's bare foot, and the little angel would kick slightly and giggle.
Dean eventually joined him in bed, and fell asleep with the most adorable ticklish angel in the world.
(A/N: So... I should have words here... about stuff... :D
Oh yeah, so my dad thinks I should get a PO box. That's new. So that you guys can like send me cool stuff, but I dunno. It'd be like Christmas every day XD What do you think?
Peace Off, My Mini Marshminions!)
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Destiel One Shots
FanfictionBe warned, there are many stories here that you may question. A lot. Don't judge me too harshly, I'm always cringing as it is. For the most part it's cute, but....
