“Dean would you like your cheeseburger with bacon?” Cas asked.
Dean shook his head in wonder. “You’re worse than nicotine.” He said.
“What? You don’t even smoke.” Cas asked.
“Don’t you see, I’m the narrator, and this is just the prologue?” Dean asked, enjoying his game.
“Narrator?” Cas squinted. “Are you possessed?”
“I’m the new cancer, never looked better, you can’t stand it.” Dean said. He pulled Cas close to him and danced him around the room and started singing, “A pretty picture but the scenery is so loud, A face like heaven catching lighting in your nightgown, But back away from the water, babe, you might drown- The party isn’t over tonight, lighting in your nightgown, He-eyy, Where will you be waking up tomorrow morning?, He-eyy, Out the back door.”
And while Cas let him dance him around the kitchen, he still looked confused. Dean, now laughing openly now, leaned into Castiel, gathered him close and pushed him against the fridge and leaned down to pull Castiel’s legs up and around his waist. He kissed at his throat and then murmured, “I thought of angels, Choking on their halos, Get them drunk on rose water, See how dirty I can get them…”
"Different band.” Cas said with a frown.
Sam chose right then to walk into the kitchen, “Whoa guys!” He said before turning right back around.
Dean frowned at him, “Haven’t you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?!”
1.) Give me a pairing.
2.) Give me an AU setting.
3.) I will write you a three-sentence fic.
Actually, I’ll make it as long as I want to. Or as short.