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It´s been 2 months since Castiel fell and became human. It didn´t happen from a day to day. He was losing his Grace for some time and when the gates of Hell and Heaven were finally closed, Castiel fell.
Dean was worried that once he fell completely and lost his Grace, Castiel would be shattered and devastated but it never came. Instead, Castiel was taking it patiently and with love and if he was being grumpy in the mornings that was understandable and adorable as Dean was kissing away the sleep from the ex-angel´s eyes every morning.
Sam is still snorting when he remembers Dean blushing on the tips of his ears when he saw Castiel slowly walking into the kitchen with his old pajamas hanging low on his hips the first morning.
Castiel loves wearing Dean´s clothes. They did get him his own clothes but Castiel was being stubborn and he keeps stealing Dean´s old sweatshirts and trousers. They are slightly bigger than Castiel´s slender body is and most of the clothes are hanging on him. Dean finds himself often staring and licking his lips.
Hunts and Castiel and Dean being Dean and his over-protectiveness is another thing. He didn´t let out Castiel on hunts yet even though Castiel wanted to help them.
But Dean doesn´t want to hear about it. How could he anyway? His angel is finally his and with them and mostly safe. Outside there are still many of creatures that could hurt him. Castiel is weaker in his now full human state and he still isn´t fully used to it. He gets faster tired than both of the Winchester brothers and he has to get better at using guns. Castiel did protest but in the end he agreed and stays behind the hunts for now.
So, when he discovered the full library of old books in many different languages, the living room happened to be his favorite room in the whole bunker.
Most of the hunts are nearby and most of them don´t take more than 2 days.
Sometimes he prepares a meal for the brothers when they came back from the hunt.
Sam has taught him how to make his favorite hamburgers. When he prepared them without anyone´s help for the first time and served them to the brothers they couldn´t tell him anything about a bit too salty taste of his hamburgers when he smiled at them so brightly and happily. They have never seen him so happy and content till now.
But most of the times he fells asleep waiting for them to return.
So, it didn´t surprise the brothers to find Castiel softly breathing on the couch tucked under a thick blanket.
He hates cold.
Sam nodded at his older brother and headed down the hall to his own bedroom. He was still a bit shaken. It was Sam after all who was unlucky this hunt and the vampire threw him into a wall but the hunt was rather easy.
Dean smiled at the sleeping man and before he would carry him to their shared bedroom he made his way there first. He put down his bag down on the chair standing opposite the bedroom door and prepared their bed. It would be a bit complicated with an angel in his arms.
Castiel loved blankets and pillows. After some time their bed started to look like a nest and Dean does´t mind it. If it is making his angel happy, why should he?
When he came back into the living room he thought that maybe the sleeping man would be awake but he was still soundlessly sleeping on the couch.
Dean smiled and stepped closer to ruffle Castiel´s hair and then he bent down to pick him up. He put one arm under the ex-angel´s knees and the other one around his slender waist.
Castiel, being picked up, let out a warm puff of air which tickled the skin on Dean´s neck and pressed closer to Dean´s warmth. The hunter softly chuckled and kissed that messy head of spiky hair.
Soon they reached their room and as he was putting him down on the bed and taking off his shoes Castiel´s blue eyes slowly opened and lazily blinked up at Dean.
"Dean?" he almost whispered.
"Yeah, baby?" Dean quietly whispered back as he kicked down his shoes and stripped down to his boxers and sweatshirt.
Before Castiel could let out another question Dean was already lying down next to him and the ex-angel wordlessly pressed closer and put his head on Dean´s chest along with his arms wrapping around him.
"Welcome back, Dean. I lo..oove you," he yawned and slowly pressed his lips to the hunter´s and soon the sleep overcomes him.
Dean just smiled and wrapped his arms around the slightly smaller man and pressed him closer to himself if it was possible.
"Love you too Cas."
Dean was worried that once he fell completely and lost his Grace, Castiel would be shattered and devastated but it never came. Instead, Castiel was taking it patiently and with love and if he was being grumpy in the mornings that was understandable and adorable as Dean was kissing away the sleep from the ex-angel´s eyes every morning.
Sam is still snorting when he remembers Dean blushing on the tips of his ears when he saw Castiel slowly walking into the kitchen with his old pajamas hanging low on his hips the first morning.
Castiel loves wearing Dean´s clothes. They did get him his own clothes but Castiel was being stubborn and he keeps stealing Dean´s old sweatshirts and trousers. They are slightly bigger than Castiel´s slender body is and most of the clothes are hanging on him. Dean finds himself often staring and licking his lips.
Hunts and Castiel and Dean being Dean and his over-protectiveness is another thing. He didn´t let out Castiel on hunts yet even though Castiel wanted to help them.
But Dean doesn´t want to hear about it. How could he anyway? His angel is finally his and with them and mostly safe. Outside there are still many of creatures that could hurt him. Castiel is weaker in his now full human state and he still isn´t fully used to it. He gets faster tired than both of the Winchester brothers and he has to get better at using guns. Castiel did protest but in the end he agreed and stays behind the hunts for now.
So, when he discovered the full library of old books in many different languages, the living room happened to be his favorite room in the whole bunker.
Most of the hunts are nearby and most of them don´t take more than 2 days.
Sometimes he prepares a meal for the brothers when they came back from the hunt.
Sam has taught him how to make his favorite hamburgers. When he prepared them without anyone´s help for the first time and served them to the brothers they couldn´t tell him anything about a bit too salty taste of his hamburgers when he smiled at them so brightly and happily. They have never seen him so happy and content till now.
But most of the times he fells asleep waiting for them to return.
So, it didn´t surprise the brothers to find Castiel softly breathing on the couch tucked under a thick blanket.
He hates cold.
Sam nodded at his older brother and headed down the hall to his own bedroom. He was still a bit shaken. It was Sam after all who was unlucky this hunt and the vampire threw him into a wall but the hunt was rather easy.
Dean smiled at the sleeping man and before he would carry him to their shared bedroom he made his way there first. He put down his bag down on the chair standing opposite the bedroom door and prepared their bed. It would be a bit complicated with an angel in his arms.
Castiel loved blankets and pillows. After some time their bed started to look like a nest and Dean does´t mind it. If it is making his angel happy, why should he?
When he came back into the living room he thought that maybe the sleeping man would be awake but he was still soundlessly sleeping on the couch.
Dean smiled and stepped closer to ruffle Castiel´s hair and then he bent down to pick him up. He put one arm under the ex-angel´s knees and the other one around his slender waist.
Castiel, being picked up, let out a warm puff of air which tickled the skin on Dean´s neck and pressed closer to Dean´s warmth. The hunter softly chuckled and kissed that messy head of spiky hair.
Soon they reached their room and as he was putting him down on the bed and taking off his shoes Castiel´s blue eyes slowly opened and lazily blinked up at Dean.
"Dean?" he almost whispered.
"Yeah, baby?" Dean quietly whispered back as he kicked down his shoes and stripped down to his boxers and sweatshirt.
Before Castiel could let out another question Dean was already lying down next to him and the ex-angel wordlessly pressed closer and put his head on Dean´s chest along with his arms wrapping around him.
"Welcome back, Dean. I lo..oove you," he yawned and slowly pressed his lips to the hunter´s and soon the sleep overcomes him.
Dean just smiled and wrapped his arms around the slightly smaller man and pressed him closer to himself if it was possible.
"Love you too Cas."
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After cleaning himself up, Dean walked back over to the bed and pushed Sam in the floor so he could cuddle up next to his angel. Sam glowered at Dean and grunted.
“What the hell man?” Dean shrugged as he pulled Castiel’s sleeping body against his chest.
“You were in my spot.” Sam stood up slowly and shook his head.
“Dean, what is going on between you two? This is weird.” Dean pondered the question for a moment before answering.
“He’s tired, I want to let him rest.” Sam sighed heavily.
“That’s not what I meant and you know it.” Now it was Dean’s turn to sigh
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Also this is the second version of the story because the story I was planning to upload and which was better in ZenWriter deleted itself.. I was crying over my lost drabble.. it was the first time I cried over my story.
You know I always write and get the best ideas when I should be studying myself and getting somewhere with my life but here I am again.
Edit : Jesus! There were so many mistakes.. That´s what I get for uploading a drabble at late hours in the night lol.
Also, thank you for every single fave and comment, dears! It means a lot to me and I love you
I don´t own the characters! They belong to its rightul owners!
Also this is the second version of the story because the story I was planning to upload and which was better in ZenWriter deleted itself.. I was crying over my lost drabble.. it was the first time I cried over my story.
You know I always write and get the best ideas when I should be studying myself and getting somewhere with my life but here I am again.
Edit : Jesus! There were so many mistakes.. That´s what I get for uploading a drabble at late hours in the night lol.
Also, thank you for every single fave and comment, dears! It means a lot to me and I love you
I don´t own the characters! They belong to its rightul owners!
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This is so cute! I love how you write Cas, it's very good.