Puzzle
«Dean, I don't understand what I should do with this», Cas complained.
«You just put the pieces together, asshat» Dean replied.
«This I have understood, but I have yet to comprehend why.» Castiel was getting annoyed.
Dean just rolled his eyes and tried to hide his uncertainty. This wasn't exactly going as planned.
«Because it's FUN. It's something humans do to pass time. Remember how I told you about fun? Things you do to feel good?»
«Do not mock me Dean. I know what fun is. I've had it severeal times now, with you.»
Dean tried to suppress the little flush smile that curved around his lips. «But your ideas of fun usually consists of something related to beds, women and alcoholic substances. Not putting pieces of cardboard together into a rectangular shape.» That wiped the smile clean of his face. He shuffled nervously and angrily. «Just shut up and put the damned thing together!» he snapped.
Then Cas' jaw set and his mouth contracted into a thin line. He was about to turn his head away when Dean pulled himself together and added «please?» in a softer tone. After a seconds paus, Cas reluctantly started doing the puzzle. As he did, his expression turned more and more confused. When he finished he stared wonderingly up at a very blushing, agitated and nervous Dean. He glanced down at the finished work and read it again. «Would you go on a date with me?» the puzzle said. Cas looked back up and into Dean's pleading and hopeful eyes, smiled and answered; «Yes, Dean.»
A/N: I wrote this just for fun and games and sillyness. Because the other drabbles were so sad.