Dean Winchester, a badass hunter, a gorgeous God in the eyes of the ladies. Women wanted him and men wanted to be him. This is what he told himself anyway.

For a man with such an unhealthy diet of beer and burgers he had an amazingly toned body, something his brother did not understand at all.

After admiring himself in the mirror dean threw on some fresh boxers and entered the main bedroom of their motel, he normally shared with Sammy, but decided he wanted the option of strutting around naked without his judgemen; that was the plan at least until Castiel decided he was going to share accommodation without Deans say so.

"Cas come take a break, huh?"

Dean had introduced Cas to alot of things but by far netflix was his biggest regret. whenever Dean told him to take a break, "after this episode" was all he would hear, but enough was enough, this was unhealthy even for an angel of the lord.

Dean sternly marched across the room and unplugged the television.

"WHAT IN HEAVEN ARE YOU DOING? HE JUST LOST ROSE...!!!!" Castiel was furious he hated an episode left unfinished but dean cut his train of thought and rested his hands calmly hut firmly on castiels shoulders which confusingly calmed him down immediately.

"Dude! itll still be there later, well watch some more tonight but right now lets grab Sammy and go grab some breakfast, yeah? binging isnt good for anyone"

Castiel tilted his head slightly, he had almost forgotten that the brothers had to eat then he nodded. Dean let go of his shoulders, spun round and threw on a pair of ripped jeans and a very faded AC/DC t-shirt that sat just a little snug around his toned chest , he grabbed his keys and lead Castiel to the room next to his and gave a firm few knocks on the door. "SAMMY UP AND AT 'EM!!! LETS GO EAT!"