Inspired by this adorable drawing, including Dean, Cas, and wings.❋
sneeze startled Dean awake. Something had been tickling his nose, taunting him.
When he opened his eyes, a tad bewildered, he noticed that he still couldn’t see
much of anything. Soon enough, it occurred to him exactly what it was, blocking him from the
outside world; a blanket of smooth, black feathers.
Son of a bitch. What better way to wake up than with a face and mouth full of feathers? Peachy.
Feathers.” Dean sputtered a complaint to his angel.
later, and the curtain of feathers was lifted. Dean blearily glanced up at the
angel sitting on the bed beside him, Cas stretching both his arms and wings lazily,
letting out a yawn. Angels didn’t necessarily need to sleep; that didn’t mean
that they couldn’t.
apologize, Dean.” Castiel gazed down at Dean from under thick lashes, blue
eyes tracking Dean’s every move as Dean brushed some stray feathers out of his
his eyes, chuckling. “Guess we both still have to get used to me being able to
see and feel them now, huh?”
Cas’ wings slumped, going limp in what looked like defeat. And damn, if that
wasn’t the cutest thing ever. Dean loved how those pretty wings gave him a tiny glimpse inside of Cas’ head.
like them, they make you uncomfortable.” Castiel concluded, wrongfully so. “You
can tell me… I wanted us to share this now that we’re together, but if you want
me to start hiding them again, I can.”
how ridiculously oblivious his angel could be at times, Dean pushed the covers
away, kneeling on the bed beside Cas. Now that their faces were on the same
level, Dean placed his hands on Cas’ cheeks, his thumbs earnestly caressing
kinda love them, Cas.” Dean admitted
honestly, planting a kiss on Cas’ nose. “They’re awesome, like you.”
confession had barely left Dean’s mouth, and already Castiel’s cheeks were changing color, glowing under Dean’s palms. And then Cas’ wings proudly puffed out,
feathers trembling with excitement at Dean’s praise.
laughed softly, pressing a second kiss to Cas’ lips, at which the feathers
rustled happily. Cas smiled timidly, and Dean released his face so that he could ruffle his
you look at that?” Dean teased the angel. “Looks like they love me back.”
wings wrapped themselves around Dean to keep him in a tight embrace, he knew
that his theory was correct. This time, he didn’t feel any need to complain
when soft feathers sweetly tickled his face. Quite the opposite; he spent the
rest of the morning exploring each and every inch of the silky black that he was already learning to love.
“I’m incredibly disciplined. I realized I can push myself through situations I might not necessarily want to do, but can overcome by being in the moment. No matter what, I can smile and do whatever I got to do.”