Summary: AU. The story of Dean Winchester and Castiel Novak in their sweet, beautiful, unique relationship. Through engagement, marriage and parenthood. Dean/Cas SLASH! Fluff, angst, humour. Please R&R!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or it's characters. I only own the OCs in this fic.

A/N: Because I like AUs, I've done a new Destiel AU. I need some happy fluffiness. So, will my artistic skills be put to the test? Perhaps I'll do pictures/scenes/covers for my various fics and see how they turn out. The comic process could be a pain. Hope you enjoy this new fic anyway, and please, please, please review, you awesome readers, you!

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A Day in the Life

Chapter One

The soft golden light of morning seeped through a gap in blue cotton curtains, the streak covering the feet of the couple in the double bed covered in soft white sheets. The rest of the room was drenched in shadow, the only movement being the gentle blowing of the curtains and the shuffling of the younger of the couple, twenty-four year old Castiel Novak. His near black hair was a big mess as usual, while his bright blue eyes were hidden behind his pale eyelids, dark, thick eyelashes flush against his cheeks. He turned slightly, speaking with his eyes still closed as sleep began to call him again.

"Baby, you were kicking again." He mumbled as he snuggled into the pillows, "I'll have bruises before you're done."

His partner, twenty-six year old Dean Winchester, grimaced slightly, his light brown hair tussled from turning over in his sleep, beautiful green eyes blinking slowly as he listened to his partner's words. He was a sleep-kicker. It was a terrible habit that he needed some help with for Castiel's sake if anyone else's. He never meant to, of course. He was unaware of it most of the time.

"Sorry." He replied quietly, turning over and cuddling up right behind his lover, "Good morning, Cas."

"Morning, Dean." Castiel whispered as Dean began to kiss his neck, "It's very early."

"Mhm." Dean muttered, settling down for a little more sleep, "Sleep, Cas."

He gently patted his lover's hair and held him close as they both snuggled closer, allowing the warmth of the summer breeze to move over them as the moved ever closer. A familiar and gentle tapping sound was heard along with a soft jingling, and then the door creaked open slightly as a large weight suddenly landed on the bed.

"Molly, get down." Dean ordered, hearing a whimper from the new visitor.

"Oh, leave her, Dean." Castiel muttered, "She's just happy to be with us this morning."

Reaching out blindly, Castiel was met with soft fur and then a warm tongue, and he snatched his hand away before hearing more padding on the floor, the weight on the bed now gone. It wasn't long before the sound returned and Castiel was met with the familiar smell of newspaper.

"Good girl." He said softly, patting Molly's head, "You live up to your breed's name, sweetie."

Molly was a two year old Golden Labrador Retriever, very loyal, very loving but a little mischievous at times. The boys had bought her as a moving in treat and their bond with her was very special. Castiel had a bit more of a bond than Dean did, but Castiel worked from home as a writer, and spent a lot more time with Molly than Dean did, who worked at the local garage with his father, John, and Godfather, Bobby Singer, and old and loyal family friend.

Castiel heard a soft panting and pointed over to the corner, hearing a huff as the dog went and settled in her basket in the corner of the room. And with that, the room fell back into silence. Another hour passed and Castiel awoke again on his back, feeling warmth against him as Dean leaned over to kiss him. If there was one thing that Castiel was grateful for, it was how gentle Dean was. He wasn't a fan of things being rough and quick. He liked to savour the precious moments that he and Dean had, since they were things sacred to the two of them, things that made their relationship that much more special and unique. After ten years, they were still going strong, and the history of their friendship prior to their relationship made their bond all the more strong.

"I like this kind of wake up call." Castiel muttered, meeting Dean's lips in a tender, loving kiss.

"Hmm, we'll have to do it a bit more often, huh?" Dean whispered, deepening the kiss before climbing out of bed to get dressed, earning a huff from Castiel.

"Well, that's someone's Monday morning treat cancelled." He said with a pout, climbing out of bed and getting dressed quickly.

"No, baby, I need that to start my day positively!" Dean cried, hearing Castiel laugh as he grabbed him and pulled him onto the bed, "You still love me?"

"I'll always love you." Castiel beamed, kissing him, "You still love me, even though you aren't getting your treat in the morning?"

"I love you more than I've ever loved anyone or anything in my whole life," Dean whispered, "You're my everything and you always will be. I love you."

"Oh, baby..." Castiel smiled brightly with sparkling eyes, "That was beautiful. You still get no treat tomorrow."

With that, the younger man got up and headed out of the door, patting his leg for Molly to follow him as she picked up the paper that had fallen to the floor. Dean followed the two downstairs and began to make breakfast as Castiel let Molly into the back yard of their small two storey house in Sioux Falls, South Dakota. He laughed as Molly rushed around, finding a place to do her business, and before long he was calling her back inside.

"We gonna take her to the dog park today?" Castiel asked, "Or do you think she could do with a rest?"

"Perhaps a rest today, baby." Dean smiled, "You and me could use a day to ourselves. And she needs a little quality time at home with us, huh?"

Castiel grinned widely and sat at the breakfast bar, content to watch his lover dreamily as he began to serve up coffee and breakfast.

-TBC-

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