Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters - these were created by Eric Kripke - I'm just borrowing them. I'm not making any commercial gain. No harm or infringement intended.
E/O Challenge: Pour. 'The Night Before the Morning After' a 100-word drabble. A prequel to 'Morning After' (but for the full effect you should read that first). Set in an optimistic post-S7 future (ha!). No spoilers. Warning: may contain traces of spooning.
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The Night Before the Morning After
Dean stumbled from the bar, soaked from the drink his 'date' had poured over him after speaking with Castiel.
"You shouldn't drive," Cas slurred.
"Nonsense," Dean grouched as he dropped his keys. Both men reached for them, Cas accidentally headbutting him in the mouth.
"I don' feel so good," moaned Dean, before vomiting copiously on his shoes and passing out.
The next morning, half-asleep, Dean snuggled in a warm, comforting embrace.
"Er, Dean?" came the embarrassed, gravel-voiced query.
Dean woke in the backseat of the Impala, I'm spooning a freakin' angel!
"Not a word to anyone," warned Dean, stalking off.
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A/N:
Sorry, but I've spent the last couple days at Disney, it was like I had to subvert it to something innocent!
Have a very happy Christmas!