Jontron, my ex idol. Now immature and ironic child that says calling someone a waste of air trolling. :)
Also ironic how he gets upset about people objecting or expressing their opinion by saying “I’m just saying my opinion?!?!” indeed, and it’s just the other persons opinion too, you aren’t in an echo chamber, and you aren’t in a safe space JT. I mean damn, he even attacked SKY for the most harmless jest in all caps.
In which Dean Winchester watches that show about ice skating because Charlie keeps bugging him about it, and Cas tags along. —
look, they kissed. I was right after all, Dean.” “Jesus,
Cas! That wasn’t a kiss, it was just a very dedicated hug, they were hugging.”
the only reason Dean Winchester started watching that random anime that
included ice skating, was because Charlie Bradbury -the sister he never wanted,
but totally adored-, kept endlessly bugging him about it. Claiming that it had
changed her life, or whatever. Begging Dean to watch it too so that they could
geek out over it together, because she needed a buddy to fangirl with, doh.
Dean’s usual genre at all, but on a rainy Sunday afternoon when the bunker was
quiet and boredom took over, he gave in and decided to give it a try. If only
to make his friend happy, or to see what the fuss was all about.
himself comfortable on his bed, balancing his laptop on his legs, clicking on
the first episode, rather skeptical when a cheesy song started playing as the
the-?” He sputtered to himself, but kept watching anyway.
minutes later, he understood, kinda. The show was strangely addictive. There
was some humor, the main character was easy to relate to, and at some point Dean
had a brief flashback to how he’d felt that one time when Gabriel let him
believe that he was meeting his idol Doctor Sexy. Not to mention the other side
of it all; the constant fear to fail or never being enough for anyone or
about to eagerly click episode two, when a gentle knock on his door interrupted
him, and Castiel walked in without waiting for a reply.
Cas!” Dean greeted amiably, not bothered by it in the slightest; the
personal space between them had gone out of the window altogether now that Cas
was living in the bunker too. “Joining team bored?” He added, already
scooting over to make room for the angel.
would seem.” Castiel nodded, giving Dean an almost-smile as he sat down on
the edge of the bed, taking off his shoes. “Or perhaps I just like
spending time with you.”
his head to hide his blush as Cas made himself at home on Dean’s bed, right
there beside Dean, their shoulders firmly pressed together.
are we watching?” Castiel asked as Dean clicked ‘play’.