Dean ruts against his Cas’ thigh and groans.
Cas sighs. They just got back from Taco Bell half an hour ago to collapse on the couch, both nearly being able to fit on it laying side by side anymore with the space their bellies make up compared to when they first moved in.
It doesn’t stop Dean’s constant eating, though. Cas can tell because he swears he can actually hear it grumble from beside him. Even with three soft taco supremes and an order of cinnamon twists in it.
Dean rubs the side of his stomach thoughtfully.
“Yes,” Cas answers slowly, “Which are gluten-free. And also Sam’s.”
“Have sugar, can just dunk ‘em in it,” Dean mumbles against his neck.
Cas groans aloud and takes a breath to calm himself which he finds doesn’t really help at all actually, but it was worth a shot. He remembers there being at least six doughnuts in that package. Maybe if they promise to buy Sam some more?
“Need milk to wash it down-…make a milkshake.”
It takes all the strength Cas has not to do exactly that right this instant, but luckily he only almost gives in.
“Big one though. Mix chocolate n’ extra cream in there so thick I’d have to eat it. Could dunk the doughnuts in it too.”
Dean leans in and nips at Cas’ neck gently. “Love it.”
