Dean and Castiel were watching Doctor Sexy M.D on the couch. They bought a TV 1 month ago cause when they weren't doing research for a case, cooking or sleeping, they felt bored in the bunker. They could read books but Cas would not understand, Dean didn't like it and they didn't really had any hobbys so they decided to bring a TV in the bunker. Anyway, it was the break with the ads and Dean wouldn't stop complaining about a character.
-"I don't like her ! She's a bitch ! I don't even understand why Doctor Sexy is banging her over the red haired chick !"
-"Dean. I like her. She's really nice and he can "bang" her if he likes her" Dean narrowed his eyes.
-"Air quotes…Seriously…?" Castiel grumbled something and then decided to watch the ads instead of arguing over a fictional character with his boyfriend. But Dean was persevering and leaned over him to add :
-"Come on ! You like just because she's nice. Just admit she's not hot !"
Castiel looked at his boyfriend angrily.
-"Hot ?!"
-"I mean…" But Castiel was already changing their position. He was now above Dean, pinning his boyfriend arms above their head.
-"What did you just say ?" Castiel tilted his head and smirked as Dean blushed furiously.
-"N-nothing" he sputtered. He tried to free himself of Cas's grip but the angel was stronger.
-"Come on ! Let me go" he groaned
-"No." Castiel grinned. (That son of a bith was making fun of him ! )
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-"So get this ! Police found a body without any evidence and hear that : they found trace of sulfur !" Sam smiled ironically, headed toward the couch with 3 beers in his hand and his computer in the other hand. Waiting for a answer, he looked away of his computer screen to see Dean and Castiel, half-naked, entangled on the floor, blushing and looking at him, dumbfounded.