AN: Don't worry the reason for restlessness etc from the previous chapter will be revealed later on! Also it was brought to my attention that the link for the pic of their house didn't show up so Here's the pic of their house Just get rid of the spaces and put the h.t.t.p / before it:

www. local property index. com: 81/ lpi- images/ 39/ 19591/ lpiimg9795895. jpg

As always thank you all! ENJOY!

Cas is 32 and Dean is still 31... so sometime in December or early January...

"We need to go shopping," Cas informs him as he folds the clothes from the dryer.

"Why?" Dean asks, unsure of the motives here.

"You need new shirts," he punctuates by sticking a finger through a hole in an old band tee.

"Hey, now!" He snatches his shirt back, "You gave me this shirt," Dean holds hit up revealing the band Kansas across the front. "First Christmas," he smirks fondly.

"Indeed," Cas agrees, eyeing him, "I'm not saying you must get rid of it, Dean."

"Good, cuz that ain't happening," He folds the garment, "Besides, they are just well broken in," he smirks.

"I believe you mean moth eaten."

"I don't recall you minding when it gets too cold for you to go shirtless all the time." Dean accuses him, knowing that Cas where's these shirts almost as much as he himself does, "It's so soft and comfy," he mimics.

"I do not sound like that," he glares at him, "And we're going," Cas states with finality, Dean mocking him behind his back as he mouths the words.

"Not happening."

"Fine, but don't come to me with your wants," he smirks meaningfully.

"Not fair," Dean huffs taken aback, "You can't with hold the sex for stupid tee shirts."

"I believe I can do anything," Cas looks at Dean, "That is what you've told me is it not?" He blinks in fake confusion, "Perhaps I've been mistaken."

They stand there, both on the defensive as they become locked in an epic staring match; which Dean has no chance of winning.

"Fine," Dean huffs, pounding up the stairs, "I'm starting the car, if you aren't out there in ten minutes I'm leaving without you," he barks out, Cas just chuckling as he starts the washer and carefully refolds the Kansas shirt placing it reverently in the basket.

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