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This contains Furniture Wars! and some lovin...
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Onwards...
'Cas, I'm sure it's supposed to attach to this side.' Dean rubbed the back of his neck and fell back on his knees. For the better part of the last two hours they had struggled with putting up the cot. The angel sat next to him, reading the instructions aloud and Dean had been using the Allan Keys trying to put it all together. Thankfully Jayson was still asleep and had been since they started trying to get the wooded evil up.
'It says that part X is supposed to attach to part K' said Cas, his eyebrows knotted. He looked over the paper at Dean, who was scowling at him.
Dean huffed and pulled up a few slats and joining bit of painted wood. A light purple was the colour he had chosen. He screwed in a couple of more screws and held the two joined bits of wood up. Seconds later the two bits of wood in his hands split apart, the screws apparently not screwed in enough. The larger bit of wood fell onto his knee, making the hunter swear.
Cas laughed softly, his eyes shining.
Dean looked at him. 'Well I'm glad you're finding it so funny' he sulked crossing his arms across his chest.
Cas put his hand out and placed it on Dean's knee. 'Need some help getting it up, Dean?' he asked, apparently serious. Dean turned to look at him, a grin breaking across his face.
'Thanks for the offer Cas, I love you too'
Dean leaned in for a quick kiss, wincing when a stray screw stuck in his knee. He picked it up and threw it back down, watching as it pinged off in another direction.
Damn it!' exclaimed Dean, throwing his hands into the air. He looked widely around and bit his fist to stop himself shouting. After he had calmed down he looked at the angel.
Dean blew air out of his cheeks. 'Can't you just mojo it up?' he asked.
'Yes, I could. But you didn't ask me to.' Castiel clicked his fingers and the cot snapped into being, all bits in the proper places.
Dean looked at him with wide eyes, an incredulous look on his face. 'You mean you could have done that the whole time?'
The angel smiled evilly at him. 'I didn't realise that you wanted me to help.' He said, shrugging. 'I could have done it two hours ago.'
'You little-' Dean flung himself at the angel, ignoring the pain of the screws to pin Cas to the ground, quickly straddling him.
'Dean!' laughed the angel, gripping the hunter's shoulders. Dean dipped his head down and kissed Cas deeply, moving his body slightly.
Castiel moaned into the kiss, trying to pull Dean closer, craving the contact. 'Dean' he breathed. He felt Dean smile into the kiss, pressing himself closer.
Dean was about to suggest they moved to the bed when Jayson reminded them he was in the room. He let out yet another ear-splitting set of sobs, causing Dean to jump, pushing Cas uncomfortably into the floor.
'Great' he moaned, putting his forehead on his angel's.
'He's probably hungry' Cas added as the hunter moved off of him, going over to pick Jayson up.
'Hey, what's that for little man?' cooed Dean. 'What's all that noise for?' Jayson hiccupped and stopped crying. He looked up at Dean, his little mouth falling open. His fingers played with Dean's collar of his jacket, making little noises of happiness.
Castiel crossed the room, standing next to Dean and looking down at the little one in his arms. 'You should get his milk done' he said, Dean nodded in reply.
Cas watched Dean sort out the milk, sitting on the bed. Dean was a great father-figure, he enjoyed looking after Jayson. The angel knew that Dean was dreading the day when they would have to give Jayson back. Eventually Jayson's family would start to look for the baby. It was only a matter of time. He smiled as Dean whistled as he worked. He looked happy, relaxed, as if this was what he was born to do.
Cas was jolted out his thoughts as Dean flumped down on the bed next to him, Jayson already busy sucking on the bottle.
The sun was setting outside the window, long shadows casting across the room as Jayson started to fall asleep in Dean's arms. The hunter was looking down at him, completely captivated.
'Dean, he's finished.' Cas gently reminded him.
'Uh huh' Dean put the bottle down, tenderly carrying the baby over to his little bed. Jayson snuggled up, making little snuffling noises.
Castiel put his arms gently around Dean's waist, smiling into his neck. 'He's ok, Dean'
'I know. ' murmured Dean, sighing.
Castiel led him over to the bed, laying them both down over the covers. Dean leaned closer to the angel, slowly undressing them both. Once naked they quickly dove under the covers, pulling the duvet up to their chins.
Dean kissed the angel lightly. 'Wonder what he'll do tomorrow' he smiled.
Castiel smiled and pulled him closer.
'We'll just have to find out'
What will Jayson do tomorrow?
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