Moments

by angelofthequeers

A series of prompts in the form of drabbles and ficlets, following Dean and Cas through the epic romance spanning many, many years. Also contains Sam/OFC, though they aren't the main focus. Updates daily!

131. Kite

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131. Kite

It was a recent pastime but a very relaxing, very enjoyable one. When he'd seen the kite in a shop window in passing, he had been vividly reminded of his favourite heaven, so he'd impulsively bought it. Whenever it was windy enough and he needed to relax, he went and launched it and spent blissful moments just flying the bird-shaped kite.

"I don't get it," Dean said, approaching Castiel from behind. "How is this relaxing? You're just standing here with a bit of string and plastic in your hand."

"My favourite heaven was that of an autistic man's," Castiel said. "He was always flying a kite. I always loved to linger there and just watch him. It was very…peaceful."

Dean was silent for a moment.

"Still don't get it." He wrapped his arms around Castiel's waist, his body fitting against Castiel's back, and Castiel leaned back into the touch and pressed a kiss to Dean's cheek. "But hey, if I get to stand here and hold you then I'm cool with it."