A/N: Hello little ducklings! How are you all? Today's rule is one of my own but I will get back to suggestions tomorrow I promise! I hope you like it all the same :) x


07. Do not enter other peoples' rooms in-between 11 am – 11 pm. (Dean Winchester)

When Dean opened his eyes he was met by a dark silhouette towering over his bed. The older Winchester cried out with shock as he flicked on his bedside lamp and pulled his gun out from under his pillow. When the intruder was revealed Dean growled with frustration and stuffed the weapon back into its place.

"Dammit, Castiel!"

The angel tilted his head slightly to the side and narrowed his eyes.

"You never call me Castiel" he stated.

"That is not important right now! What are you doing in my room?!" Dean exclaimed.

Castiel ignored the question. "Are you cold?" he asked.

Dean looked down and realised he was only wearing boxers. The hunter's eyes widened as he scrambled to gather the sheets and pulled them up under his armpits.

"How many times do I have to tell you stop doing weird stuff like this!?"

Castiel sighed and proceeded to sit on the edge of Dean's bed without invitation.

"I'm sorry, but I have been awake twenty-four seven for the past several millennia and sometimes it gets tedious" the angel explained. "I don't know what to do with myself whilst you and Sam are sleeping. "

"Cas, you're a freakin' angel of the lord. Surely you have better things to be doing than breaking into my room and watching me sleep?"

"Not really, you and Sam are my only charges now. I've read all the books, watched all the TV series on the Netflicker…"

"Netflix."

"That's what I said."

Dean rolled his eyes and took a deep breath to calm himself. "I know you don't need to sleep, but have you actually ever tried it? Just the thought of you being constantly up whilst we sleep freaks me out…"

Castiel seemed to consider this for a while. "Alright" he conceded and then flopped back at the end of Dean's bed and closed his eyes.

"Cas! You can't just…" Dean started to complain when he realised the angel's stomach was not moving up and down. "Cas?" When he got no response the hunter quickly jumped over and shook the angel's shoulders. "Cas!"

The angel's eyes shot open. "What?"

Dean sighed with relief and fell back onto his butt. "People breathe when they sleep, dumbass!"

"Oh, sorry. I don't really need to breathe like that. I just do so you don't become disturbed."

"Yeah, thanks for that" Dean deadpanned.

"It's hard to get use to…my true form doesn't have organs."

"Well that's….disturbing."

Castiel sat up and looked at Dean with his notorious wide puppy dog eyes.

"I'm sorry, Dean, I only came in here to make sure you were safe."

The hunter sighed and placed a hand on the angel's shoulder. "I know, buddy, but it's really not necessary. No offence, but please don't come in my room at night anymore. Besides, I think maybe it's time you got your own room, hmm?"

Castiel smiled wider than Dean had ever seen, and the hunter couldn't help but return the gesture.


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