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[lemonsorbae]

“You should get some chickens.” He suggests, scooping one up into the palm of his hand. He nuzzles the tiny bird against his cheek, bumping his nose against the chick's beak, and then drops it into Dean's unsuspecting hands. “Wha- I don't need chickens,” Dean protests, blinking down at the ball of fluff cooing gently between his palms. “You need eggs don't you?” Castiel counters, bending to pick up two more chicks.

Me, A Masochist