The kid has a hell of a poker face. Big blue eyes stare from across the bed without blinking, little hands fisting the dusty blanket on the motel bed. Dark hair askew beyond all hope, the boy releases his bottom lip from how he’d been sucking on it, a chubby thumb moving to be a quick replacement. His dark little brows furrow before smoothing out completely, smiling around his finger to reveal tiny, perfect pearly white teeth. With the most progress they’ve made in an hour, the kid clumsily moves onto his knees, lumbering towards Dean with his hand still at his face. He plops himself down inches from the hunter, extracting his thumb from his mouth and pressing the wet, saliva covered pad to Dean’s nose. Or, at least, that’s where Dean assumes he’s aiming. In reality, the kid presses down on his left nostril and slides the gross little finger halfway across his cheek. He then nods as if completely satisfied before sucking on his thumb again. “Fean,” he smiles around his hand, the thing giddy and bright on his face.
And they’re back to square one.
Not that square one is a particularly awful place to be; the kid’s cute as a button, and the only thing stopping Dean from cuddling him to high heaven is a combination of deeply engrained male machismo (which wars valiantly with mothering instincts that have once again flared to life), and the fact that the little tyke is actually the pint-sized, two year-old version of an Angel of the Lord. This is made abundantly clear by the black, down feather wings currently flapping happily at Cas’s back.
Request: Reader x
dean. Not together at first Cas or Sam get turned into babies. Dean at first
admires readers for how she shows responsibility and motherlyness but then get
jealous of the attention she’s giving them and how they’re so attached to her.
Characters: Dean x
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Dean held up his fingers to signal to you, Sam, and Cas
Sam pushed open the door allowing you to storm in with you
gun raised. You guys weren’t entirely sure what it was you were hunting, just
that whatever it was came from this house; so naturally you prepared for
everything. Cas had his angel blade, Sam carried a large machete, Dean had a
shotgun loaded with rock salt, and you had your pistol loaded with silver
Dean came running in behind you with his gun raised only to
stop at the sight in front of him.
At a dining room table sat an eighty year-old woman eating
“Well the least you could do was close the door behind you.”
The woman muttered before wobbling around the four of you to close the door as
you all stood there frozen in shock, what the hell was going on?
“Well don’t just stand there sit.” She motioned towards the
empty seats around the table.
You looked at Dean skeptically and he nodded slightly
signaling for all of you to put away your weapons, keeping them within reach of
“If it’s all the same to you we’re-“ Dean started only to
stop when he spotted the pie sitting on the table. He immediately walked over
and stuck his finger into the middle of it licking off the filling.
“Ok that’s it!” The woman exclaimed causing you all to
immediately reach for your weapons. “First you barge into my house then you act
extremely rude and now you take my food. If you’re going to act like a child
then I’m going to treat you like one.”
The woman’s hand reached for a bag on the table as you all
extracted your weapons. Cas and Sam sprinted towards the woman as she began
speaking rapidly in Latin. You and Dean pulled out your guns and aimed for the
women only to find that you were too late. The women released the powder
allowing it to shower down over Cas and Sam just before two loud gunshots rang
out and the woman dropped dead.
Suddenly a bright light filled the room causing you and Dean
to cover your eyes. Just as quick as it came it vanished. The entire room was
silent, the only sound being the ringing in your ears, as you slowly lowered
your hand to reveal to piles of clothing; Cas and Sam were gone.
You immediately ran towards Cas’ trench coat knowing that
Dean would go for Sam’s clothes. You hesitantly picked it up to reveal a small
toddler with dark hair and bright blue eyes. You felt your jaw drop to the
You watched as the small child’s lip wobbled knowing what
would happen next. A large wail erupted from Cas’ lips causing you to wince.
You picked up Cas and slowly bounced him up and down whispering ‘shhh’ into his
ear to try and calm the child down. Luckily Cas calmed down quickly but his
wail had elicited one from Sam as well.
You looked over at Dean still bouncing Cas only to see that
he was trying to do the same thing you had done but to no avail. Sam was still
crying and screaming at the top of his lungs.
You carefully pulled Cas off of you and held him close to
your face. “If I give you to Dean do you promise not to cry?”
Cas offered a small nod before shoving his thumb into his
mouth. You carefully traded kids with Dean taking Sam into your arms. Sam clung
to your neck as you slowly bounced him up and down echoing ‘shhh’ into his ear.
Just like Cas Sam had calmed down and now just rested
happily on your shoulder. You looked over at Dean to see him holding Cas in his
arms eliciting a small smile from you.
“Down!” Cas chanted at Dean earning himself a questioning
glance. Dean only shrugged before setting Cas down. As soon as his little feet
touched the ground Cas came running towards you wrapping all of his limbs
around your leg as he sat on your foot.
“Well now how am I supposed to go anywhere with you on my
foot?” You asked Cas as he giggled.
“Down!” Sam chanted into your ear causing you to roll your
eyes before setting Sam on the ground. Just as Cas had done Sam attached
himself to your leg as the two toddlers laughed.
You chuckled with them before carefully lifting the leg Cas
was on and moving it forward earning a ‘wee’ from Cas. Next you lifted the leg
Sam was on as his reaction mirrored Cas’.
As you slowly made
your way towards the impala Dean couldn’t keep his eyes off of you. In less
than 2 minutes you had taken two angry crying babies and made them giggle, to
him that was nothing short of amazing. He gladly followed you out to the car
opening the door for you so that you could set the boys in the back.
Once both boys were buckled you shut the door and slid into
the front seat as Dean started the engine and put the impala into gear only to
stop when he heard a tiny whimper come from the back seat. You spun around only
to see Cas and Sam sitting there with trembling lips.
“I wana sit next to Y/N” Sam cried as Cas nodded in
agreement causing you to chuckle and without a moment of hesitation you slid
into the backseat putting Sam on your lap.
“Me too me too!” Cas chanted opening his arms to you. You
gladly pulled Cas onto one of your thighs pushing Sam onto the other.
Dean pulled away from the house as you began bouncing your
legs up and down earning a giggle from Cas and Sam.
Dean found himself unable to keep his eyes off of you, he
was bewilderd by how fast you had established yourself as their
You had arrived back at the bunker after a quick stop at the
store. Both boys had fallen asleep on your lap.
Dean ran around the impala and opened the door for you
taking Sam so that you could get out. You carefully handed over Sam making sure
not to wake him, but as soon as you tried to stand up with Cas in your arms he
woke up with a loud scream.
The scream of course woke Sam causing him to scream out. You
and Dean immediately took to bouncing the boys in your arms trying to calm them
down, this time it worked like a charm.
“Hey sleepyheads.” You whispered waving to Sam as you kissed
the top of Cas’ head. “Why don’t you guys go back to bed.”
This earned you a couple of whines in protest. ”Ok ok why
not a movie instead.” You tried to reason causing the boys and nod in
You sat on the couch one boy on each of your thighs as Dean
watched you from the kitchen. He couldn’t help but notice how the two seemed to
have your undivided attention. Sure they were babies which meant that they
needed more attention than normal but you hadn’t said more than two words to
him since this whole ordeal had begun. And now the three of you were sitting on
the couch without even thinking about him. He felt a pang of jealousy shoot up
but quickly pushed down the feeling; he was defiantly not jealous of a couple
of three year olds.
Dean was broken out of his thoughts by the sound of your
voice “Should we see if Dean wants to watch with us?”
“’Ean” Sam chanted happily turning around grinning at his
older brother eliciting one of Dean’s rare genuine smiles. Dean strolled over
and plopped himself down on the other side of the couch as Sam crawled over and
planted himself onto Dean’s lap. He crossed his legs stuck one thumb into his
mouth and wrapped his other small hand around Dean’s thumb as he leaned his
back against Dean’s chest.
Dean chuckled happily running a hand through Sam’s unusually
short hair as you started the movie.
About halfway thorugh the movie both Sam and Cas were fast
asleep and snoring happily. You and Dean exchanged looks before carefully
standing up hoping that neither boy would wake up this time.
Luck was on your side for once as you had made it to Sam’s
bedroom carefully laying the boys on his bed.
“They seem really comfortable around you.” Dean whispered
earning a smile from you.
“Yeah, I guess I’m just good with kids.” You replied as you
shut the door to Sam’s room.
You and Dean starred at each other awkwardly neither really
knowing what to say. Well-Dean knew what he wanted to say he just didn’t have
to guts to actually do it.
“Well goodnight Dean.” You smiled before turning on your
heel and walking down the hallway as Dean watched you walk; wanting desperately
to say something yet staying silent.
Dean woke up to the sound of bacon sizzling in a pan. He
groaned and rolled over to look at the clock only to see that it was eight o’clock.
There was only one person he knew who would willingly get up at eight o’clock.
He raced down towards the kitchen only to stop as you came
into view. You were standing in front of the stove wearing a tank top that was
slightly too small and sweatpants that were slightly too big, your hair thrown
up in a messy bun. In short you were beautiful.
On your hip balanced Cas, baby Cas of course, as Sam sat on
the counter swinging his legs happily as he told you about the dream he had
“I love you Y/N” Cas said suddenly wrapping his tiny arms
around your torso causing you to laugh.
“I love you too Cassie.” You said before kissing the top of
Another pang of jealousy shot through Dean as he watched
you. He couldn’t help but wonder what you actually meant by it. Did you like
Cas as an adult too, it would explain why you were giving him all of your
He felt his jaw involuntarily clench and his fists ball as
he watched his brother do the same thing earning the same reaction, was he the
only one you didn’t love?
His thoughts were short lived, however, as Sam caught sight
“’EAN!” He yelled running towards Dean not even bothering to
slow down before throwing his arms around him.
“Hey buddy.” Dean chuckled finding himself unable to stay
mad at young Sam.
“Morning Dean.” You called as you slid a plate of pancakes
onto the table for Sam and another plate for Dean.
“Morning” He called back as Sam detached himself from him
and ran towards the food.
About halfway through the meal both boys suddenly dropped
their forks causing you and Dean to eye them suspiciously.
“I tired.” Cas stated simply before his head fell forward
and he passed out as Sam did the same.
You raised an eyebrow at Dean “Do you think it’s the spell?”
“I sure hope so.” Dean muttered before picking up Sam and
carrying him back towards his room as you did the same with Cas.
“They really seem to like you.” Dean commented doing his
best to keep the bitterness from his voice.
“Yeah, they’re adorable.” You smiled completely oblivious to
“I’m adorable.” Dean muttered not meaning for you to hear, which
of course meant that you did.
“I mean that I was adorable too, you know, as a kid.” He
rambled trying to get himself out of the hole he seemed to have dug himself
“I’m sure you were Dean.” You chuckled leaning in to plant a
kiss on his cheek. “For the record you still are.” You whispered into his ear
before pulling back.
Dean’s eyes widened as he watched you turn around. He
grabbed your wrist before you could get too far and pulled you back into him
crashing his lips into yours.
You quickly melted into the kiss wanting to savor every
moment of it.
“You know for the record you’re adorable too.” He said
earning a laugh from you.
You two simply stood there for a moment looking at each
other before a voice from the other side of the door broke it.
“Aww you two are so adorable.” Sam said in mock happiness.
“Glad to hear you’re back Sammy.” Dean said in a monotone
voice “Though I must say I preferred you as a child.”
“I would say the same thing but nothing’s changed since
then.” Sam called back causing you to laugh.
Dean turned and glared at you. “Oh shut up.” He pushed you
“Or I’ll make you.”
“And how do you plan on doing that?”
“Like this.” He quickly pulled you in for another kiss.
But have you taken a moment to consider wee!Dean and Cas in the summer? They play outside until it gets dark, and run through peoples sprinklers and get popsicle juice all over them, and Mary insists both of them have to wear sunscreen, and while Dean complains Castiel applies it carefully to them both.
But then Dean gets the completely awesome idea that “Cas, you know what we could do? We could make faces.”
Next thing you know, two eight year-olds are parading around the neighbourhood with red shoulders and chests but for the pale rings of skin around their nipples and the lines across their bellies. Yes, Cas informs everyone proudly, they have indeed tanned smiley faces on their torsos. Isn’t it ingenious? It was all Dean’s idea.
It was the weekend, and as such, Dean and Sam were getting their well-deserved sleep, and were completely out cold when Mary came up in the morning. She smiled fondly at her two sons, and turned to leave, when Dean groggily sat up in his bed.