But imagine Dean and Cas going skiing. Sam and Jess have a little cabin near Whistler and invite Dean and Castiel to ski for a long weekend. They arrive late at night after driving all day because they have to stop five million times for Cas to take pictures. Though the cottage is small, a cot is set up in the TV room and, after a hearty dinner of chilli and warm bread (and some serious catching up), both couples tumble into their respective beds.
Dean and Cas wake to the smell of bacon.
They all have an early breakfast before heading out early. They’re at the top of the mountain at eight o’clock in the morning and though Dean is itching to get started, Cas—ever the morning grump, is still nursing his second cup of coffee and insists on taking a couple of pictures.
They ski until lunch and then continue until the last chair.
After, all four head back to the cottage for beer and a soak in the small outdoor jacuzzi. Though Sam and Jess go in to shower first, Dean takes advantage of the alone time to straddle Cas’s lap. He tugs playfully on his boyfriend’s scruff: “my own sexy, strong mountain man,” before kissing him absolutely senseless. Cas blushes but returns the affection eagerly.
What they start in the jacuzzi, they finish in the shower.
Imagine Dean and Cas then going to dinner and talking about their favourite runs. Imagine them eating spaghetti and meat sauce and doing the dishes because Sam and Jess cooked. Imagine all four playing Scrabble or Pictionary or piling on the couch to watch a movie. Imagine them drinking cider.
And imagine them going to sleep, only to get up the next morning and do it all again.