"Cas?"
"Hey, cas?"
"CAS?" Dean called out desperately. "Where are you buddy?" He whipped his head around, looking all over the house. "Gotta be here somewhere" he muttered under his breath, scanning under the sofa. "Castiel?" There was a soft giggling coming from the kitchen. The upper cabinets. Damn if that kid couldn't always find a good spot to hide. Hide-and-seek was a bitch with this little dude. "Cas, you up there?" Dean called towards the small wooden door. The giggles stopped abruptly as Dean stomped across the hard wood floor. Smirking Dean stepped even closer, reaching to grab the handle and swing the door open quickly. "Wheeeee" a small child with ruffled black wings sang out as he leaped out of the cabinet surprising the bigger child. "Deeeeannnn!" Cas cried happily. "Uff" Dean exhaled as Cas jumped down onto him, clinging around his neck. "You finded me! Let's play some more! I like it when you find me!" he announced gleefully snuggling into the crook of the older boy's neck while tugging his hair lightly. 'Man, this kid is going to kill me' Dean thought to himself. But he's be damned if he didn't love to make Cas happy. Anything for the little bugger. Although the wings didn't make things much easier. "Can we pleeeaaase play again Dean-y?" the little angel begged. "Just one more time?" he pleaded, making that puppy face that Sammy had taught him. "Huh, I guess just one more time would be alright" he relented. Anyhow, how many more places could he find to hide in Bobby's old house anyway? Even with wings, Dean was still bigger and faster. But the kid was pretty crafty… "One, twwwooo, threeeee," he droned. With a squeal Cas leaped out of Dean's arms skittering around the corner and up the stairs. More thumps from upstairs and a yell from Sam had Dean laughing at the little guy. He may have been a lot trouble and little Cas needed a ton of attention, but he was Dean's angel. And there wasn't a thing in the world that could make him forget it.