"Something smells amazing!" Sam yawned as he ascended the stairs and entered the kitchen, where a proud Dean was standing over the stove. It was true, Dean had the entire bunker smelling like breakfast.
"Yup. Bacon, pancakes, eggs, biscuits and sausages." Dean announced, smiling as he dumped food on a plate and handed it to his little brother, who was staring at him with a smile. Sam shook his head, making his brown hair shake in his face.
"What?" Dean asked, making Cas' s plate.
"Dude you turned into a mom!" Sam laughed, gesturing towards the stove full of food. Dean stopped, dropping the spatula on the counter and attempted to punch Sam in the arm. When Sam dodged it and laughed, Dean stuck his tongue out and attempted to trip his giant brother as Sam sat at the table. "CAS!" He yelled up.
10 minutes later Castiel was walking down the steps. He was wrapped in a huge comforter, only his head and his christmas socks peeking out. His hair was wild on top of his head and his eyes were half lidded as he shuffled to Dean. "Deaaaannnnn." He moaned lowly, shutting his eyes tight.
Dean chuckled, wrapping his arm around Cas and kissing his forehead. "Yes?"
"I dont- I don't feel too good..." he mumbled into Deans chest. Dean paused, feeling Cas's forehead.
"You feel alright. You were fine when I woke up earlier. Wanna' go to the hospital?" Dean asked.
Cas slowly shook his head no and instead kissed Deans collarbone and began shuffling to sit at the table beside Sam. Dean smiled fondly as he picked up their plates. He sat Cas' s plate in front of him and kissed his forehead before sitting down himself. "Do we have any syrup and ketchup?" Sam asked.
"Ketchup? Dude ew!" Dean said
Sam shrugged, smiling broadly before nodding. "It's really good man."
Dean began to stand but Cas beat him too it.
"I got it!" He said. Cas went to the kitchen and opened up the cupboard to get the syrup. He paused, eyes dazed and mouth open in an 'o'
"Oh-" Cas gasped, before turning around and grabbing the trash bin. Dean and Sam hopped up to circle Cas, who was now on his knees and puking in the garbage can. "Aww Cas!" Dean gasped, dropping down to throw his arm around Castiels shaking shoulders.
"The smell!" Cas groaned when he finally finished, turning to wipe his tears on Deans shirt and holding his aching tummy. Dean stroked his black hair and wrapped him closer to his body.
"What smell?!" Dean asked, sniffing the air cautiously. All he smelt was the usual Thursday morning breakfast smell. "Sammy you smell anything?!"
Sam started to say no but paused, going to the table and picking up the plate on the table. "Last week. We only had eggs, pancakes, sausages, and biscuits. We ran out of bacon. We didnt have any last time either." Sam noted.
"Bacon?!" Dean asked. Cas nodded, eyes already closing drowsiness taking over as he felt the gentle rise and fall of Deans chest. "Alright alright come on. Back to bed I guess?" Dean suggested as he pulled his sleepy exangel off the cool tile floor. Cas nodded.
"We're sleepy." Cas mumbled, resting his hand on his tummy again as Dean and Sam balanced Cas between them and up to his room. Sam smiled, leaving the 2 with a "Feel Better Cas." And returned downstairs.
Dean kissed Cas' s forehead before pulling the covers up and over Cas swollen tummy and up to his chin. Cas mumbled something quietly under his breath, so quiet Dean had to lean in to hear it. "Sorry I ruined breakfast."
"Its fine. I love you."
"Love you too Dean."