Something like Catnip
Something like Catnip by @tenoko1
Summary: Dean gets hit with an incomplete spell that leaves him with the unusual sensory ability of smells associated with people, like an aura being sensed olfactorily.
Which is all well and good, he's not hurt, so no harm, no foul- even if Sam always smells like cinnamon and a bakery, making Dean hungry all the time.
It becomes a problem when he smells Cas, though.
I loved this fic, it was fun, and sweet, it’s a good read :)
Prismacolor marker and I actually drew the background this time *shocked*
Coming into the library to see Castiel seated in one of the chairs, Dean’s eyes sort of... glaze over, and the next thing he knows there’s a hand on his shoulder and one at his waist (not the same person) and two people saying his name in concern.
Dean blinks and pushes himself up and back, like dragging himself from sleep- though he knows he’s awake- with a gruff, “What?” and Sam can’t seem to even make words, though his face does a series of odd things, and then he hears a low, “Dean" soft and pointed and near, and Dean finds himself blinking in confusion into blue eyes aaannnddd Dean has somehow crawled into the chair to straddle Cas’ lap, basically burying his nose at Cas’ neck and shoulder breathing him in.
He kind of wants to get back to that, actually.