Destiel * Rated E * Jemariel * Chapter 1 ~6k * Completed, posting on Fridays.
Tags: Human!Castiel, Case Fic, Idiots to Lovers, There is only one bed, bed sharing. Mutual pining. Canon-typical violence. Miscommunication/misunderstandings. This chapter: Sad masturbation, suggestion of a threesome.
Summary: Cas is human now, and things aren’t going to plan.
(Not that Dean had a plan. Nope. No plans of any kind.)
Anyway, what’s a Winchester to do when everything he tries seems to blow up in his face?
Breakfast is the most important meal of the day.
Dean’s not actually sure if that’s true, but it’s just one of those things, you know? One of those things you know . Dean can’t remember where he first heard it. Probably in a cereal commercial on a motel TV with bad color, turning the milk green and Tony the Tiger a violent red.
So maybe it’s just advertising, but in any case, Dean’s been perfecting his breakfast cooking since it really sank in that the bunker was theirs for good. Today, for no particular reason, it’s french toast. With bacon, obviously. The aroma of eggs and butter, vanilla, cinnamon, and bacon all combine in the kitchen to create the kind of warm, homey satisfaction he never dared dream of.
He’s just flipping the last slice in the pan and the bacon is dripping grease on a tray when he hears footsteps. He glances over his shoulder to see Cas in the doorway, clearly already showered and wearing the kind of tight shorts and T-shirt Dean’s more used to seeing on Sam. The shorts ride higher on Cas’s thighs than they do on Sam’s. Not that he’s looking. He’s focused on his french toast.
“Perfect timing,” he says, leaving the last slice to sizzle in the pan while he grabs an empty plate for Cas. “Help yourself, there’s a bunch already—”
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