I do not own Supernatural or any of the characters associated with it.

This is my first multi-chapter fanfic and so I'm not entirely sure how it will be. I have a bad habit of writing whatever I want without thinking of a plot, but I'll try to update as much as possible. My chapters will probably be very short to start off, but hopefully they'll get a lot longer. I'd really appreciate reviews and stuff, but yeah enjoy c:

"Dean, you really shouldn't do that. It's causing it a lot of pain." Castiel looked at Dean with an expression torn between confusion and disgust.

"Oh, so you have no problem with everything we do all the time, but as soon as I hurt a fly it's wrong?" Dean Winchester's voice turned mocking as he continued in his act of pulling the wings and legs off a very unfortunate fly which had happened to fly too close a few moments before.

In one swift movement Castiel grabbed the fly from Dean and squashed it. "That's enough Dean, it deserved a kinder death than your torture."

Dean leaned back in his chair, his arms resting on the wooden table in front, and grinned at the angel. "You're cute when you're trying to save animals Cas. Right, I want, no, need, pie. Sammy!" Dean raised his voice in the hopes his younger brother would hear him.

"What?!" Was the reply.

"I want pie!"

"Get it yourself!"

Dean looked at Cas while pouting. "Cas…" The angel raised his eyebrows at him. "Will you go get me pie? Please?" Dean pleased with him whilst walking around the edge of the table until he was standing directly beside Castiel, looking down on him.

"No Dean, it's your pie, you can get it yourself. No…Dean…You can't…This isn't fair…I'm…" Cas's voice trailed off as Dean began placing kisses over his face, only finally pressing their lips together when their wasn't an inch left of his face to kiss. Their lips moved together gently for a bit, their tongues touching slightly, before Dean pulled back slightly breathless.

"…not here to wait on you all day?" Dean kissed him again. "You say that too much Cas, dammit don't make me feel guilty. I only wanted some pie." He leant forward and pressed his lips to Castiel's forehead. As he pulled back looking disappointed Cas vanished, leaving Dean alone in the room.

At that moment Sam appeared wearing his coat. "I need to go out, you still need pie?"

"Nope, Cas has gone to get it" Dean grinned at him before loading up the laptop.

Sam rolled his eyes. "Stay off the porn," was the response he gave.