"Hey baby, do you think we should watch that Boogeyman 4 movie?" — Sam asked Eileen in sign language. — "Garth is coming tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow we've got to go visit Jody and the girls to celebrate Claire's birthday. And then Dean and I are going to pay a visit to our parents. Gabriel finally allowed us to meet them. Everything is settled down now, the order is restored, and they're ready. So, this might be the last day when we can have some proper alone time, you know."
"When were you going to tell me about your parents? I'm so happy for you, Sam! As for the movie… I think I'm a bit tired of boogeymen. Let's watch that old romcom Charlie mentioned! But we need to clean it up first. You know that Dean and Cas won't do it." — Eileen replied.
Sam rolled his eyes up jokingly and pinched Eileen's side making her squeak.
"Alright, alright, if you really want it…" — Eileen lightly punched him in the stomach in return. — "I'm just joking, whatever Charlie likes we'll probably like, too."
Sam hugged Eileen, inhaling the smell of her hair and perfume, and then turned her to face him and kissed her gently. He turned to leave to download the first season of the show, but then looked at the kitchen counter and signed: "Don't touch the counter though, it needs to be disinfected now. I saw Dean and Cas doing the nasty on it yesterday!"
Eileen looked at him wide-eyed and then threw a kitchen towel at him.
"Stop it! Dean surely wouldn't mind, but I'll never believe Castiel would do this!" — she screamed.
"Believe what you want, but I still wouldn't touch it if I were you" — Sam signed and ran away, giggling.
Dean caught his brother on the way to his bedroom and looked suspiciously at him.
"Why was Eileen yelling my name? What did you tell her again?" — he yawned and rubbed his eyes.
"Oh nothing, nothing. Just told her that you were doing the nasty on the kitchen counter, brother." — Sam masterfully avoided his brother's fist, quickly ran to his room and closed the door. Dean heard his horse laugh coming from behind the door.
"Don't think you're just going to get away with it! Next time we'll doing it on your bed!" — Dean yelled but then stopped short. — "Oh man, I probably woke Cas up."
He entered the room to see his angel sleeping like a baby. Dean didn't know what caused this, maybe God's death, maybe Jack or Cas' unspoken wish, but when Cas returned from the Empty for the second time, he was still an angel, but he could sleep if he wanted, and, according to him, "food stopped tasting like molecules". So, he became something in the middle between an angel and a human, getting the best qualities from both species. Dean quietly approached the bed and sat on its edge, feeling memory foam pressing down. He looked at Castiel and smiled. Sam told him that his smile was different ever since Cas returned.
"Feels happier than ever. I can't help but smile in return when I see it" — his brother said.
"It's you, Cas." — Dean said quietly, passing his hand over Castiel's hair. — "You are the reason why I'm smiling."
Castiel lazily opened his eyes and asked sleepily: "What time is it?"
"I love you." — said Dean, his smile widening.
"I love you, too, Dean. Are you going to continue doing this every morning?" — Castiel asked.
"I didn't get to tell you this at the most important moment, so now I need to compensate. Yes, Cas, I'm going to tell you that I love you every damn morning, in this life and in the afterlife." — Dean wanted to kiss his angel lightly, but changed his mind in the middle, and turned the kiss into something more fervent.
Castiel bit his lip and cackled.
"So, what time is it, cowboy?" — he asked again.
"It will be noon soon, Huckleberry" — Dean answered and immediately got a pillow thrown to his face.
"Why didn't you wake me up sooner?! Jack is going to be here soon, and we didn't even wrap his gift!" — Castiel rolled his eyes.
"Don't worry, I got it all covered!" — Dean showed Castiel an untidily wrapped package with a lopsided ribbon.
"This looks… horrible." — Castiel said in a serious tone, tilting his head.
"At least I look good! If you upset me, I won't show you that pizza man movie before bed ever again!" — Dean pouted.
"What's a pizza man movie?" — they heard Jack's voice from the corner of the room, looked at each other and burst out laughing.