A.N. I messes up, my unicorns. I'm sorry. So show my original chapter 18 got lost. I replaced it, so things will make more sense. If you were following this before August 22nd 2018, go back and re-read from 18. Again, so sorry!

The sound of his own snore startled Cas awake.
"Ah! Oh shit..." he moaned softly, cradling his head with his hands.
"Mmm. Hoofd... aaauwww."
He tried opening his eyes less sudden.
They only made slits before the sharp pain flashed again.
"Stomkop." he cussed himself.
Dragging himself to the bathroom, he regretted drinking that much the last night.
Something niggled in his mind, and he stared at his reflection. His eyes were bleary, blue spots.
Blue... Dean's face swam to the surface of his mind, cheeks flushed and very up close, his voice soft and awed. 'Your eyes are really fucking blue...'
Cas slapped his hand over his mouth.

'Dean... he said... did he? Have we...? No. I'm in my own room... if we... then we'd be in the same bed, right? Which means... shit... another dream! But it was soooo good. UGH! I want that, and I don't. Make up your mind, Novak!'
More pissed at himself than hung over by now, Cas splashed his face with icy cold water, shocking his brain in gear. He drank three glasses of the same, cold water, emerging more human.
His eye caught the time on his alarm, and he cussed again.
Dean would be late, if he didn't get up now!
Cas grabbed his phone, which lit up, making him notice the three missed calls and two messages.
Seeing that the first message was from Gabriel, who also was the one he'd missed calls from, Cas opened his message app.

Received 7,13 Gabriel:
Damnit Cassie! Pick up your fucking phone!
Sammoose and I are stuck in this fucking blizzard.
Whether you and/or Dean-o are home or not, fuck it. We're seeking shelter at your place!
See ya there.
Your pissed off, but still AWESOME big bro.

Cas sighed. It seemed the snow had caught their brothers by surprise too.
Well, Gabriel knew where the spare key was, so they would be safe.
He opened the second message, to find it from his work. The firm had called in a snowday, just 20 minutes ago. That would mean Gabriel was off, and probably the Winchesters too.
He could make a lazy breakfast!
First things first. He ambled downstairs, took Dean's phone from the coffeetable and saw he had messages too. Chances of an elaborate lazy breakfast were going up.
Envigourated, Cas made his way to Dean's room.

The dream was still in the back of his mind, and he took a deep breath, before knocking.
"Dean? Are you up?" he tried.
Silence, then a grumbled: "Yeah... I'm upright. Awake is optional today..."
Cas couldn't help it, he laughed softly.
Opening the door, he vervently hoped Dean was decent. He was.
It seemed they both had gone upstairs, then decided against undressing and just flopped into bed to sleep... and dream... sweet dreams... DAMNIT!

To say something, anything, Cas decided to hand Dean his phone whilst commenting about the snowday.
Dean smiled sweetly, his eyes soft, but Cas noticed they were also slightly bloodshot, and his face was pale.
"You look ill. Are you ok?" he wavered, worried that Dean might throw up.
Dean smiled more sincerely at him, still looking pale and ruffled.
"Yeah... just a little hung over. I'll be fine in a bit." he answered, before turning on his phone.

It seemed Sam had tried to contact Dean too, because he suddenly started fussing about their brothers being caught in the snowstorm.
Cas calmed him down, explaining about the spare key.
Dean bit his lip, eyeing the phone, but he opened he next message.
A true smile lit his handsome face up, and he showed the text to Cas.
"Looks like I'm off the hook too, bud."
Cas actually rubbed his hands and announced lazy breakfast.

Knowing his brother, he would be in the guestroom, so Cas made his way there.
Predictably, Gabriel was up and ready as soon as held heard Cas was making breakfast.
The bouncy rubberball that claimed to be his big brother, confirmed that Sam was there too, so Cas wasn't surprised to find the tall guy lying on his sofa, talking to Dean about the snowday.
He could hear Gabriel shout an an annoyingly perky greeting at Sam, and smirked at the scrambled eggs he was making. This was going to be so great!

Notes:

English to Dutch translation:
Hoofd... aaauwww. - Head... owwwww
Stomkop - stupid, or idiot.