Castiel and his flowers for dean (fluff / comedy)
quick a/n: this is another that is based on an idea i got from a pin on pintrest (image will be at the bottom) hope you enjoy <3
It's no secret that Castiel takes joy in the smaller things in life, such as bees or for this specific example, flowers.
On the rare chance he isn't busy helping the Winchesters with one of their missions (or some other obscure thing they find to do), he explores and collects things he enjoys, often bringing things back for the boys, mainly Dean.
One example being the time Castiel brought back flowers (and a little bee friend unknowingly) for Dean and decided to try and write a note he would find most humorous.
The note read:
'Dean, ever since I ROSE you from hell I have grown a strong LILAC for you.'
When he came back and gave it to Dean with a huge smile, very obviously proud of himself, he was surprised at deans reaction.
Dean cocked his head to the side and looked at Castiel "whats this?"
"It's for you."
Dean started to read the note, getting halfway before the bee started to harass him.
"What the hell?!" Dean dropped the flowers and started to swat at the bee frantically, backing away, "Castiel, what the hell?! Where did this bee come from?!"
"Oh, I'm not…entirely sure…" Castiel turned his head in thought, there hadn't been any bees on the flowers last he knew…
Dean eventually ended up hitting and killing it, catching his breath, shaking his head in frustration.
"Poor thing…"
"Yeah, I agree, I was a victim of that awful bee!"
"No, not you dean, the bee…" Castiel frowned.
Dean rolled his eyes before picking the flowers back up to finish reading the note.
"…cas what does this even mean?"
"They are roses and lilacs."
"No, the." Dean huffed, " the note."
"Oh. I thought it was very funny. Why? Are you not happy with them?"
Dean put the flowers to the side, and then his face in his hands, to hide his smile. "Oh my god."
"Um dean, I don't see what my father has to do with this..?" Castiel looked at dean confused.
"Cas please you're going to kill me with this, I don't mean your literal father."
"Oh. Right. John damn it, I am always forgetting these things."
"…cas I appreciate the flowers but I think this is where I'm drawing the line." Dean dropped his hands and looked back up at the man in front of him.
"You said we weren't meaning each other's literal fathers."
Dean took a deep, long breath in and closed his eyes, slowly exhaling before calmly explaining, "…Your father is a GOD and what i said was a phrase, what you said was just…weird…"
Castiel glanced from side to side, unamused, "And you humans say we have no sense of humor."
"Okay Listen here, you sonofabitch-" dean pointed a finger at Castiel.
"Uh hey guys? Can you not right now? I'm, you know, kind of busy?" Sam said, side eyeing them. "I'm trying to focus on our next case, so if you guys could stop your make out fest- or at least take it outside, it would be much appreciated, thanks." He finished, pressing his lips together in a line in a unamused (unamoosed.) fashion.
Dean rolled his eyes and muttered "make out fest" in a mocking way. "Yeah right."
"What is a make out fest?"
"Nothing you need to be concerned about right now, why don't you go find some more flowers and play with more bee's buddy." Dean patted Castiel on the shoulder and gently shoved him in the direction of the door. "Sam is right. Cases need to be worked on."
"Oh." Castiel looked down.
"Here, I'll walk you out."
The two walked out of the motel, Dean resting his hand on the angels shoulder.
"And um.. Please dont bring back any bee's this time, at least not inside the motel. I really appreciate the flowers, cas."
(Dean wouldn't put them in water, he'd flatten and dry them out so he could keep them for longer and you can't convince me otherwise. But if anyone ever found out he'd be very "I don't know what you're talking about" about it.)
(He totally did the same for when he and Sam were kids btw.)
A/n: ik it isn't the same but they have similar themes and like I said, it inspired me so I feel like I should still put it here (: ↓
