It was Christmastime in the bunker. Surprisingly, the Winchesters had decided to celebrate this year. Dean was forcing Sam to make sugar cookies and pie, saying that he would go get the tree with Cas. Cas, of course, was confused on why they needed a tree in the bunker, so Dean had to explain it to him.
So, the youngest Winchester was being forced to wear a pink apron, and ice cookies. Sam sighed heavily as he started to mix the dough, gritting his teeth. He'd rather get the tree with a confused angel than be baking cookies. "Gabriel, stop it!" He snapped as the caramel-haired angel grabbed a fistful of cookie dough.
Gabriel smirked at him, sticking out his tongue. "You know, you're cute, but no one ever tells you to shut up." Sam said, annoyed.
"You think I'm cute?"
"Shut up!" Sam said, leaning over to kiss him. Gabriel blushed, growing quiet as he gnawed on the cookie dough. Sam smiled, continuing to bake. Alright, so maybe baking was okay when his boyfriend was there. Sam put the cookies in the furnace, and waited for them to bake.
"Merry Christmas, Gabe." He said as he scooped the Archangel up in his arms. Gabriel hissed as Sam took some of his cookie dough. "Stop it, you moose!"
Dean frowned at Cas. "That's the one you want?" He said in disbelief, shaking his head. "Cas, come on."
Cas looked back down at the small, scraggly pine he had stopped in front of. "Please, Dean?" He asked. "It may not be extravagant, but it looks like it needs a home."
Dean snorted. "Cas, it's a tree, not an animal. We'll get a better one." He turned around, and walked towards the other trees. He looked back, and sighed when he saw Cas following after him sadly. "Fine, Cas. We'll use that one."
Cas brightened, and went back to go get it. "Thank you, Dean." He said as he hugged him.
"No problem, Cas. Let's go back to the bunker."
Merry Christmas, Dreamer! I hoped you liked it!