deanismypatronass “I lend you my PC so you can play the Sims but oops I forget I made a family where you and I are married ahahah"
"So what do I do?“ Castiel asks as the screen with the view of
the city loads.
"You can make your own family by clicking here.” Dean points at
the icon, but Castiel doesn’t pay him attention, sweeping the cursor over the
screen wildly, until it stops over a cozy house from which a picture of the
happy Winchester family pops up.
“What’s this?” he asks, squinting at the little fake people, head
tilted to one side.
“Uh, that’s one of the families I play but you should really make your
o-oooooooooh wait a minute!” Dean almost chokes, grabbing Cas’ wrist, but
it’s too late, he already selected the family to play.
Castiel’s blue eyes bore into Dean’s. “Is it a problem if I
play with your family, Dean?” he asks, tone too serious.
“No,” Dean sighs. “Of course not.”
A soft smile spreads on Cas’ lips, which makes Dean’s heart flutter. It
almost stops when Cas turns back to the screen and asks: “Is
“Uh, yeah, yes. We’re, we’re roommates,” Dean stutters,
rubbing the back of his neck self-consciously.
“Oh, of course,” Cas sighs, studying his little virtual self.
“We look like very happy roommates judging by your arm around my