Requested by lizz0918 - Inspiration: The 1975 - Talk!
Summary: Sam and Dean took Cas barhopping. And you never expected Cas so annoying! Lucky you, Dean is keeping you some company.
Words: ~ 700
You hear loud voices from the entrance. A quick look at the watch let you smile. 3:16am. Probably your ‘room mates’. Sam and Dean decided to take Cas on a tour. Bar-hopping. Grinning, you continue your video-game. The chant of growling men rises, they´re just a few steps away.
You know the boys when they´re drunk. And you still love them!… But they are so annoying!
You lower yourself into the couch, hoping they don´t spot you. Or the TV. Or Trevor burning down a car. A deep sigh releasing, you wait for them to sight you.
“Y/N!” Cas voice sounds through the bunker. An awkward smile upon your face, you arise a bit, turning to the boys. And now you see it: Cas is the only one who causes all the noise. He´s supported by the Winchesters, mirroring your agonized smile.
“Y/N! Y/N, Y/N, Y/N…” He rushes forward, slumping next to you, pulling his legs on the couch, hooking one arm under yours, his head resting on your shoulder. Not trying to sigh again, you continue playing GTA.
“Oooooh! Look at Travor Bravor! Travor Bravor the brave!”
Really? You just want to…
“Y/N?” Sams calm voice draws your attention. Still smiling, you look up to him, meeting his tired eyes.
“Naah, I can handle this. Thanks Sammy!” He nods before turning around and leaving. Dean walks into the kitchen. You hear the fridge open, bottles clinking, and soon after something rustling. With a deep sigh, Dean slumps down next to you, opening a beer and passing it to you.
“I want a beery weary, too!” Cas whimpering let you flinch.
“For gods sake, angelface! You truly had enough!” Feeling Cas leaning forward, looking at Dean, you hear the barely audible hiss: “Don´t you mention my fathers name!”
“Daddy issues, Cas?” Dean chuckles.
Taking a sip of your beer, you feel like having a clingy kid on the one side, your best friend on the other. Together babysitting the angel. The oldest one.
And it´s quite funny! You are chatting about all kinds of stuff: video-games, hunting, music, cars and of course annoying little angels. You end your story about being lucky because you didn´t heard the alarm, as Cas suddenly snaps up, cupping your cheeks, his face an inch from yours away, whispering: “We don´t got alarms. We just use my dad´s arms.”
“… What the fuck, Cas?”
Controller throwing on Deans lap, you grab Cas´ wrists to force him aside. Shushing him, you watch Dean grinning like a huge idiot, continuing your preparation for the bank robbery.
“What have you given him that he´s so…” You look over to Cas, to shifts around, lying his head in your lap, singing 'I´d be an anchor but I´m scared you´d drown’. “So vivid!”
“Tequila.” Is the short answer you receive. He´s clearly into the game.
“Tequila? You gave our house-angel Tequila?” You have to raise your voice to drown out Cas´ singing. Seeing Dean chuckle, taking another sip and keep on gaming, makes you giggle yourself. With Cas´ head in your lap you run your fingers through his hair. Discussing the strategy how Dean has to get into the building, you try to put Cas asleep – his chanting slowly getting quieter.
“Hey, listen, sweetheart…” Deans voice is hesistant.
“It´s great to have you here.”
“Ah shut up! You´re just happy that I brought the Playstation into the bunker.”
“No, really!” Franklin stops on the street, making you look at Dean. His beautiful green eyes, intensified by the TV, a shy smirk on his lips. The two of you stare at each other, your lips slightly apart.
“And I’ve been thinking lots about your mouth!“ Dean and you jolt up by Cas´ outcry. You blush, looking down at Cas, shushing him again. Dean, licking his lips, continues his gaming.
Hearing the angel mumbling 'I think you’re trying too hard with your lungs in tar’, you stroke his jawline, thinking about Dean…
“Why does he talk so?” You face Dean again – he´s extremely focused on the game.
“Don´t know. But we´re lucky he doesn´t speak enochian. That is loud.”
Dean looks up to you, smiling the sweetest smile you´ve ever seen.
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