Dear Addiction

Chapter three

"Black hair, Stubble, rough looking" Dean said as he lent against the kitchen counter, watching his brother set the table. In the center the pie Castiel had brought that afternoon. "But hot," Sam didn't reply, seeming more interested in placing silverware next to each plate. "Extremely hot," he repeated to get Sam's attention.

"You're not allowed to sleep with my neighbors," Sam said. He looked up to the other pointing one of the spoons he held at Dean "Especially not Cas."

"I'm not looking for just some hookup, I'm looking for love." Dean paused, watching as Sam's expression didn't change, "fine you got me, I really want to fuck him." Finally Sam lowered the spoon. He threw the extra silverware into the drawer, before he began grabbing cups from the cabinet.

"The kids can hear you!"

Dean rolled his eyes. "Fine, I want to do certain things with him that if not for obvious reasons would result in a child. Better Sammy?"

"Well I hate to burst your dirty little sex bubble but he has a boyfriend."

"A BOYFRIE-"

"KIDS DINNERS READY."

Dean pushed himself from the counter, and took a seat at one of the kitchen chairs. "A boyfriend, of course he has a boyfriend," Dean said as he took a seat. He lent forward, beginning to scoop the spaghetti onto his plate, he would have had a beer with it though Sam had insisted they keep the apartment alcohol free for the first few months Dean was there. Something about keeping him sober. "Any chance of an open relationship? Maybe just one night?"

"How was your day Ellie." Sam asked his kids as they came in, ignoring Dean's questions.

Dean twirled his fork slowly through the spaghetti, before shoving a bite into his mouth. He continued the bored action as Ellie talked about getting dressed that morning, and how she brushed her teeth with her left hand instead of right.

"Dean!" He looked up suddenly, his fork in mouth. Dean nodded humming in response, "You took them out for breakfast?"

"Yah, there was nothing to cook so I thought it'd be fun to eat out."

"We had cereal," Dean grit his teeth, glancing towards the garbage can. "Did you have fun Ellie?" Sam asked, turning to his daughter.

The young girl nodded, mouth full of food. "Yup," she hummed, she pulled the fork from her mouth stabbing it back into her food. "I liked the pencakes," she explained. Dean smiled lightly, looking down to his plate. Like was enough for him, all he wanted was for the kids to like him and if pancakes were the start, then that was where their relationship starts. "And I got strewberries, and ice tea. I want to go back."

Sam smiled at his daughter, nodding his head, "we'll have to." 

The rest of dinner went much the same, Sam and Ellie talking about their days while Dean, and John kept their heads down, Dean occasionally sneaking glances at the young boy. Without his puppy dogs, he looked even older, wearing the same worn expression as Sam. One Dean had seen across his own face, since he was young.

"Hey Ellie?" Dean asked as dinner came to an end, everyone's plates, including the one that had the pie, empty, "do you know how to make paper airplanes?"

"No," she whispered.

"Do you want to learn how to?"

She glanced from Dean to Sam, her brown eyes wide. "Okay," she said, hesitantly.

Together they stood up from the table, Ellie slowly following behind as Dean grabbed paper from her craft cupboard, they went out to the apartment deck. Together they sat on the deck floor, paper spread around, Dean picked one up, beginning to fold it as Ellie watched. "And just like that," Dean folded the last corner of paper before lifting the plane up, "you have an airplane!"

He tossed it at Ellie, smiling, though she frowned. She watched it hurt her chest then drop to her lap, before she looked back up at Dean

"Do you want to try making one?"

She shook her head, "I doh like earplanes."

"Oh," Dean glanced at the paper that surrounded them, "well what do you want to make?"

"I want to colour," she insisted, which Dean nodded awkwardly to. "Okay."

He began restacking the papers, as Ellie stood to go back inside. "Oh wait," Dean cried, causing Ellie to quickly stop in her tracks, he pulled his phone, using his thumb to unlock it. "Do you like dogs?"

"yes?"

'"Look, Look.'' Dean frantically typed, clicking the first dog origami video he could find. "Do you want to try making one?"

Slowly she nodded. "Yah," She replied, the smallest smile across her face.

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Animal crossing is going to be death of me! I just want lily! Is that to much to ask???? Also enjoy this two days in a row update, sorry it's short!
Lots of love, Paige