DEAN:
A mop of brown hair wizzed into the room and landed in a heap ontop of dean, causing him to suffocate on his own pillow
'Sam get the hell off me! It's not even 9 in the morning, let me sleep' Dean grumbled sleepily into his pillow, wondering how his little brother had this much energy this early in the morning
'but, but, but guess what day it is today Dean' Sam screamed at the top of his lunges 'it's your birthday! So get up and we can have cake for breakfast'
'fine. I'm up, I'm up' dean snapped playful 'now get off me you moose'
sam sprinted out of the room and down the stairs, leaving Dean to sit on his bed, still half asleep.
He slowly climbed out of his bed, slid on some clothes (a Metallica t-shirt and blue jeans) before walking down the stairs
HAPPY BIRTHDAY! His whole family cried out
Mary Winchester pulled dean into a bone crushing hug, her blond hair tickling his face as she whispered in his ear 'it's time'
Dean looked at her in bewilderment, 'um mum,what do you mean'
'it's ok sweetie, I'm just excited, my boy all grown up' she cooed lovingly
John rolled his eyes at his wife's anticts, before reaching behind his to produce a small green box and handed it to dean
Dean ripped open the packaging and revealing a model car of his dad's 1967 Cheverlot empala.
Dean sqealed like a girl, and hugged his dad tight, 'thank you, thank you , thank you soooooo much'
CASTIEl:
Castiel walked down the pristine white halls, his hair bowed low, obscuring his azure eyes.
He quietly slipped into the kitchen where their families house elf, Muriel, was making breakfast
'good morning muriel' castiel murmured gently, rubbing his eyes to get the sleep out of them
'Good morning master' Muriel replied as she looked sadly at his raw, bloodly cheeks, before setting boiled eggs and soldiers next to him and returned to her cooking
castiel abuse had started when he was 7 years old and his father walked out on the. No one knew why or what had happened, he just left a note saying he would return for castiel one day. Castiel was still waiting
Distraught his mother blamed him. It had started with emotional abuse and neglect, but then escalated to physical abuse, with her hitting or kicking him with any opportunity she got.
