Rating: PG13
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing(s): Dean/Castiel
Warnings: MPREG, slash, possible English mistakes, moody!Cas
Spoilers: none.
A/N: Just a fluffy little something that popped into my head. It wasn't necessarily meant to be related to This Is Us, but it could probably be interpreted that way if you'd like. I hope anyone who pops by can enjoy! Thanks for reading! :)
"Dean, it doesn't fit!" Castiel calls from their shared walk-in closet, sounding frustrated and a little out of breath.
The hunter comes to his aid and can't help but chuckle at the sight of Castiel looking defeatedly at the half buttoned flannel that won't close over his six months pregnant belly.
His cheeks are a little flushed with frustration and embrrasment as he first looks up at the hunter, but his features quickly soften when he notices Dean smiling at him fondly.
Castiel is about to reciprocate the expression, but a small flutter of the baby shifting in middle of his abdomen reminds him of his current predicament.
"Nothing fits," the angel huffs, ready to give up and just go on their date shirtless.
"Hey, it's okay," Dean encourages, "What about the blue one. Did you try that one?"
The angel shifts his gaze away, looking ashamed.
"The button came off," he mumbles, frowning.
It would've been kind of funny, except Cas actually looks like he's about to cry for a moment, keeping his eyes turned away as they get a little glossy.
"Hey, no worries," the hunter quickly tries to console, "It's not a big deal, man. We'll just sew it back on."
Cas still looks upset.
"Flannels are probably too, uh… revealing now for public places anyways," Dean adds, still trying to make it better but only digging himself a deeper hole, "Just wear a big sweater or something."
Castiel's frown deepens, and a couple wayward tears wiggle down his cheeks.
"But, Dean—"
"Whoa - whoa! Hey, don't cry," the hunter tries fruitlessly, "Cas, it's nothing to cry over."
"But you said - you said that you enjoyed this one last time," he whimpers, gesturing at the shirt and nearly sobbing, "And now I'm too fat to wear it! I'm sorry, Dean! I'm sorry…"
The hunter watches him for a moment, a little concerned and wondering briefly when Cas had started acting like a sixteen year old girl.
"You're not fat, Cas; you're pregnant," Dean reminds, wrapping both arms around his angel from behind and resting a hand on his distended belly.
"You do not find my vessel less attractive like this?" the angel asks skeptically.
"Not in the slightest," Dean assures, smiling as he presses a kiss to his angel's cheek.
Castiel places his hand on top of Dean's.
"He is moving," he says quietly, "He knows you are close."
The hunter can't hold back the giant grin that takes over his face.
"You think he'll kick for me soon?"
A tiny smile reaches the angel's lips, "I believe so. He shifts often, and his movements are growing stronger… he occasionally experiences delafecks, which feel very strange."
"Dela-what?"
"Delafecks," Castiel repeats bluntly.
Dean continues to stare at him questioningly.
"Diaphragmatic spasms," the angel tries again.
"You mean hiccups?" Dean asks, raising an eyebrow and moving to help Cas unbutton the top half of his shirt.
Castiel looks a little disappointed that he hadn't succeeded in using the proper term.
"Yes."
Dean pauses a moment, "Huh. They can do that in there?"
Castiel nods, looking uncharacteristically self conscious as the hunter slides his shirt the rest of the way off.
"Well… the more you know," Dean muses, squatting down to where he's at eye level with the bump.
"Whenever you're ready, little guy," he says quietly, patting Cas' belly gently, "I'll be waiting for that first high-five."
He plants a gentle kiss just above the angel's steadily disappearing bellybutton and can't help but laugh a little at the genuine, yet somehow mildly uncomfortable smile Cas is directing at him.
"Sorry," he chuckles standing up and turning to the collection of sweaters Cas has compiled over the last few years that are all hung neatly on a single rack, all warm and cosy and averaging several sizes too big for him.
"Here," Dean says grabbing one at random and thrusting it in the angel's direction, "This one is nice."
Castiel frowns slightly, "How can you be so certain that it's nice when you didn't bother to look at it."
Dean rolls his eyes.
"Cas, since when have I ever cared what you're wearing?" Dean asks, giving him a look, "Since when do you care?"
The angel doesn't seem to have an answer, so Dean just smiles and presses a chaste kiss to his lips, shoving the sweater into his hands as he walks back into their room, leaving Cas standing alone in the closet and wondering why on earth he had just been so distressed about something so trivial as fabric.
"Hurry up, man," Dean calls, flopping down on their bed and staring at the ceiling.
He hears Cas shuffling around a bit, the rustling of fabric against fabric and fabric against skin… then it stops for a moment.
"Dean!" Cas cries, some emotion in his tone that is difficult to decipher.
The hunter sits up, immediately alert just in case it's something bad. He's about to go to Cas, but the angel comes to him, moving as quickly as his pregnant belly will allow.
The sweater is only half over his head and possibly on backwards, but it isn't on enough to cover his belly, which he seems suddenly very eager to show to the hunter.
"Dean, he just kicked!" the angel exclaims, grabbing the hunter's hand and placing it in the correct spot on his belly, "He's kicking, Dean! He kicked twice! He will do it again in just a moment!"
The happiness and excitement in Cas' voice are priceless, and Dean wishes he could have a picture of that smile he's wearing.
Sure enough, there it is. It's only a little kick, not all that strong yet, but a kick nonetheless, and Dean can feel it.
"That's right. High-five, little dude," is all he can manage without breaking into emotional sap mode, "Or high-foot… or whatever that was there."
Dean can't help but grin like an idiot.
"I can't wait to meet you, little guy."
End.
If anyone would like to prompt me or suggest something, please feel free to message me or leave a review since this is going be a collection of various oneshots with mpreg!Cas (my guilty pleasure that I'm really not guilty about at all). Also, I'd love to hear some feedback if you've got any to give. (; Thanks for reading!
