Disclaimer : Supernatural is the entire property of CW and the Warner Bros. Please don't mind any errors in this text. English is not my native language, and actually, this is the first fic in English I did. Enjoy !
Castiel and his very kind
"Cas, instead of watching porn, get your little feathery ass over here, turn off the TV and just tell us what you think of these strangulations."
Castiel did not turn his eyes from the television immediately. And still, they followed the head merely after a few seconds, the angel being completely obnubilated by the screen. Through the sound of computer keyboards, he could hear the regular exasperated sighs of Dean ; Cas could feel his anger without a glance, but he did not understand why.
Dean Winchester looked very annoyed when Cas met his gaze. The eldest brother often had to explain how his ingenuous blue gaze had sometimes the power to rile him.
"Dean, this is not a pornographic program."
"I don't care, turn it off."
"I already told you what all these gruesome discoveries seemed to mean to me. Dean, I'm bored."
The hunter shared a glance with his brother, sat up next to him, a strange glance Castiel already saw : the one-eye-says-hello-to-the-other-one glance, according to Dean's drunk explanation.
"Come on, Cas."
Hey, Sam.
"Find something else to do. TV's disturbing us."
"What can I do ?"
"What you want. And spare us of these watery eyes. I didn't kill your mom, Bambi."
"I do not understand this reference, but it is fine. I am going to study the human literature."
"Okay. Right ! Have fun."
A few days later, Dean, looking for his pretty suggestive magazines, found Castiel reading one of them. One with a naked female angel drawn on the cover, in a very suggestive posture. Not unpleasant at all. The angel looked up at Dean, the same spark of innocence more intact than ever in his eyes.
"What ? Charles Dickens was quite boring."