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“Cas, you cold?” the hunter has asked as the fallen angel sitting next to him sneezed. He still wasn´t used to being a human and everytime he would sneeze it would surprise him. The first time it happened was when he was looking over Dean´s shoulder as he was preparing their dinner and it was a natural reaction after being curious and inhaling pepper. Castiel turned his intent gaze to look over his shoulder to meet a pair of green eyes. Castiel´s back was pressed flush into the hunter´s chest and Dean´s arms were wrapped around his shoulders. The fallen angel weakly nodded and settled more into his

"Dean.. Dean why are you looking at me like that? And why do you wear glasses, Dean. Are you alright? De.." but the angel was cut off as he felt Dean´s fingers touch his wings. Dean was standing so close that Castiel´s voice was muffled by Dean´s neck where he was pressed. An unexpected shiver ran through the Castiel´s vessel. "Wow.. they are beautiful, Cas," Dean said in awe as he was stroking the soft looking feathers. Dean laughed a bit when he felt the angel stiff a bit against his chest. "But how can you see them and.. and touch them, Dean?" "Saw those glasses? I´m not wearing them just for nothing,"Dean

“Cas, baby..” Dean asked as he stepped closer to the angel sitting on the closed toilet seat and drinking the water that Dean has brought him. “What´s going on? You were feeling sick for more than a week and.. and I´m getting worried,” Castiel took a deep breath and looked up at Dean as he was kneeling down before him and studying him with worried eyes. “Dean, I…” but then the angel shook his head and took one of the hunter´s hands and put it over his stomach. The hunter looked a bit puzzled but then something clicked in his head. “Oh my God..Cas, are.. are you? Like really? You and.. and I?

That evening it was only Castiel and the older one of the Winchester brothers in the bunker. The hunter was looking through some data on Sam´s laptop while his moosish looking brother was out buying some groceries, when he heard it. A loud “thump” down to the ground that came from the library part? When the curiosity won and Dean made his way to the library he found the door open  and when he looked in he saw Castiel sitting in the middle of the room and a soft I´ve got you under my skin was playing. Dean was about to step in and ask his now fallen angel what is going on but then Castiel sighed and stood up. He set his hands up

It was one lazy Sunday morning when Dean opened his eyes and he knew something was weird. The usual warm body beside him was missing and for a second he panicked that Cas disappeared but then he calmed down as he realized that Castiel couldn´t zap himself anywhere. Not anymore. “Probably in kitchen or somethin..” but his thoughts were interrupted as a pair of blue eyes met his. No, it wasn´t miniature Cas, you silly human being. The big blue orbs were blinking in the Dean´s surprised face. They belonged to a little black kitten. It meowed and Dean blinked. He blinked once again and the kitten meowed once again

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 wal

“Look, Tony! Isn´t it wonderful outside?” Steve flashed a smile at the smaller man walking beside him. They went outside for a walk and luckily Tony brought his thick scarf. Snowing was getting heavier every minute. “Yeah, it is. Awesome. Why the hell does it have to snow anyway? And right on the Valentine day, really?” Tony was grumbling under his red scarf. Steve looked down at him. Tony´s cheeks and nose were pink from the cold. He chuckled and Tony sent him a glare once he looked up. “And I look like a damn snowman! And you just in that leather jacket..” Tony was rambling and throwing aroun

Before Dean could fully close the front door at Bobby´s house he could hear laughing coming from the kitchen. It was Sam´s laugh but he could swear Cas´ too. The hunter smiled and stepped further. “What the hell..” were the first words that went through Dean´s mind when he saw those two in Bobby´s kitchen. Well, what remained of it. The kitchen counter was covered in flour and there was some sticky yellow thick mess dropping from the ceiling. Also there were a lot of empty bottles of liquor. Dean was eyeing them curiously and he was sure that Bobby will kill them for emptying his store. Dean was hap

“Let me help you?” “No, Sam, thank you but I’m fully capable of reaching that shelf.” The hunter raised his hands in defeat. “Fine, all right, Cas,” Sam sighed and went to sit down on the nearest chair by the table.                                             When Castiel showed up in the morning with that puppy lost face and told Sam that he wanted to bake a pie for Dean, he couldn’t say no. It was their half year anniversary of being together. The moose tall man wanted to help but.. here they are. The angel of the Lord standing on his tip toes and trying to reach that flour bag. Sam quietly