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Dean just hummed a low “mmm” in agreement, fingers flexing on Castiel’s hips as he leaned down to kiss him back slowly. 

“You are so clingy tonight, what happened?” he whispered into his ear, smiling sweetly. He hoped that he could make Castiel laugh again so he moved his hand up his thigh and pinched him lightly. He pressed a soft kiss to his neck and rubbed circles on his thigh slowly, using only his fingertips-just to hear him laugh again.

Dean’s a terrible human being for loving this too much but he loves making Castiel smile and laugh, it makes him feel warm and safe and incredibly happy.

“What?” he asked, grinning down at him. 

Castiel let out a small chuckle. “Nothing happened. If you don’t like it I could easily stop.” he teased making no move whatsoever to move from where he was.

When he suddenly felt Dean pinching his thigh he bit his lip. Whatever, he could totally handle a small pinch.

No, Dean. Don’t you dare!

His husband would go as far as to start rubbing circles on his thigh just to make him laugh. Castiel tried his best to hold back his laughter as long as possible but after a few second he gave in and began laughing almost hysterically.

“Stoooop.” he managed to get our through the bouts of laughter. He reached out to grab his hand to make him stop touching his thigh, lacing their fingers together when he did so. “You just love exploiting my weaknesses, don’t you?” he grinned and laughed, moving to place a soft kiss to his lips.

“Mhhm, that so? I love exploiting you” he said,  voice hardly above a whisper, leaning down to press his lips against Castiel’s softly. Castiel didn’t look upset or annoyed. He looked more relaxed than Dean had seen him in a while. He was obviously amused by his husband’s shenanigans and when he laughed, Dean felt all sorts of feelings tugging at his heart. 

“Are you laughing at me or because of me, Doctor?” he asked against his lips, puffs of air moving into Castiel’s mouth as Dean pressed his lips to Castiel’s firmer, moving his hand over the small of his back to pull him closer. 

“I love you…” he whispered, working his way up and down on his neck, kissing him slowly, fingers pressing into Castiel’s back, trying to pull him in even closer.

“This is my apology” he smiled, “Please forgive me? I will never touch your thighs again!”

OOC

I can’t believe that I just unfollowed my Cas WHAT THE FUCK!

Cas it was an accident! *goes to follow back*

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Castiel placed his beer next to Dean’s before lying on top of him.

“How am I silly? What did I do?” he asked with genuine confusion in his voice and a slight tilt of the head.

Then Dean was playing along with him and Cas couldn’t help but laugh and roll his eyes. “You know I mean you, idiot.” he said, nuzzling into the crook of his neck and placing a soft kiss there.

He then shot a warm smile up at Dean when he looked down at him. Castiel couldn’t find it in himself to even teasingly disagree with him there. “I couldn’t, you’re right.” he agreed before leaning up to kiss him.

Dean just hummed a low “mmm” in agreement, fingers flexing on Castiel’s hips as he leaned down to kiss him back slowly. 

“You are so clingy tonight, what happened?” he whispered into his ear, smiling sweetly. He hoped that he could make Castiel laugh again so he moved his hand up his thigh and pinched him lightly. He pressed a soft kiss to his neck and rubbed circles on his thigh slowly, using only his fingertips-just to hear him laugh again.

Dean’s a terrible human being for loving this too much but he loves making Castiel smile and laugh, it makes him feel warm and safe and incredibly happy.

“What?” he asked, grinning down at him. 

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Castiel couldn’t help but laugh at how cute Dean was being, “It’s just Dr. Winchester, silly.” he replied before rolling his eyes.

“So I’ve been told. I can’t quite remember who’s told me that before though.” he said, laughing once again.

“I know you are. I love that about you.” he pulled his hand away from him then so he could take his husband’s face in his hands to kiss him slowly.

He then shifted to sit in Dean’s lap. “Do you even have to ask?” he spoke, smiling sweetly at him.

Dean kissed him back, threading his finger’s through his hair and moved his other hand on his waist to pull him closer, then he put his beer down on the wooden floor and lay back on the chair so that Cas could lay more comfortably on top of him.

“You are so silly!” he rolled his eyes fondly then shot him a suspicious look. 

“What do you mean you can’t remember who’s told you?” he asked, narrowing his eyes. “Should I punch a dickhead?”

Truth be told, he knew that Cas was talking about him and he knew that he was just joking and messing with him but he couldn’t help playing along. 

“Jesus!” he groaned “I know, I am the most romantic thing that has ever happened to you, how could you live without me Cas?” he teased him, angling his head to the side to look down at Castiel. “I am irreplaceable!” 

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Cas grinned at him before kissing him back. “I know.” he replied softly.

Then it was his turn to pout, “Aw, you’re no fair. I want to know.” he whined at him. “Tell me!” he ordered.

He then raised his eyebrow in return, “Are you saying you could have more sex than I could? Because I assure you, that assumption is wrong.” he said plainly, then adding, “Also no one calls me Doctor Cas.” he smirked.

Dean’s free hand reached out to hold Castiel’s, slowly lacing their fingers together. He brought his hand to his lips and pressed sweet gentle kisses all over his hand.

“Awww…You wanna try, Dr. Castiel Novak Winchester?” he asked, brushing his lips over his knuckles.

“Your lips were made for kissing…So were your eyes, and nose, and cheeks, and neck and your fingers and hands…” he said, a slight smirk playing on his lips. “I am very romantic and I am going to carry you to the bed tonight. Do you wanna sit on my lap?”

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“I’m not but apparently you are. You’re the one who said you were tired.” he retorted.

He then broke out into a bout of laughter from having Dean’s hand on his thigh. Castiel quickly pushed Dean’s hand down to a less sensitive area on his leg so he could stop having a hysterical laughing fit.

“You did that on purpose, didn’t you?” he laughed, rolling his eyes. “I think that sounds perfect. I am actually off this weekend, for once.” he smiled back easily.

“Oh, are you? What song?” he giggled and grinned.

“Hey I am not old!” Dean frowned, giving him his best poutty-lips face. He lightly pushed up Castiel’s chin and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. “I love you” he smiled against his lips. 

“I can’t tell you what song! It’s a surprise!” he said, shrugging a shoulder as he pulled away. 

“Oh so you are free!” he grinned, raising an eyebrow suggestively. 

“I am gonna show you who is old, doctor Cas!” he said, brushing a finger over his lips. “We are going to have so much sex, hiking is just an excuse!”

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Castiel chuckled. He always found it amusing to hear that someone had flirted with Dean. I mean, are they blind? Could they not see Dean was wearing a wedding band? He couldn’t blame them though, he did have a very attractive husband.

“Really? That sounds like it was a pain. I’m sorry, Dean.” he spoke as he brought his hand up to play with Dean’s hair. “If you’re so tired maybe you should get some rest instead of drinking.” he raised an eyebrow at him.

Dean snorted a laugh and a small smile flickered over his lips. 

“It’s 9pm, we are not that old!” he protested. He rested his free hand on Castiel’s thigh for a moment with a slight thoughtful expression. 

“We should go hiking and camp out in the woods this weekend. If you are free…” he said sweetly, smiling over towards Castiel widely. 

“I am gonna sing to you!” he smirked and winked at him.

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Dean walked out into their bedroom’s balcony, well it was more like a small deck looking out over the deep blue sea, holding two glasses of beer. He sat down next to Cas and handed him his glass with a sweet smile. 

Their balcony-slash-deck has a nice view and houses a small garden of potted roses and it’s their favourite part of their house. The night was dark and quiet, there was a soft breeze gently ruffling their hair and the air smelled like the sand and the ocean, fine white sand stretching out for miles in front of them.

Dean leaned against Castiel’s shoulder and took a sip of his beer.

“How was your day?” he asked, letting out a soft sigh. His third day at his new job had been quite eventful.

Castiel was staring out at the sea, lost in thought as he usually got when he was out on the balcony by himself. That is of course until Dean joined him. Cas gave his husband a warm smile in return, taking the glass from him and taking a small sip.

He couldn’t help but full-on grin when Dean leaned on his shoulder. He closed his eyes and leaned against him as well, finding Dean’s hand so he could intertwine their fingers.

“Fine. Kind of boring actually, not a lot happened.” he yawned. “What about yours? How was your third day?” he asked, smiling sweetly.

Dean smiled sleepily and gave his hand a small squeeze before throwing his arm over Castiel’s shoulders.

“Well…It was, uh, it was…eventful…” he sighed as he nuzzled his nose against Castiel’s neck.

“My boss’ 23 year old daughter started flirting with me and then she started fighting with him right in front of me and it was…awkward, I just didn’t know what to do. I am so tired Cas…” he sighed.

This is where I belong

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Castiel was lying in bed with nothing but a pair of briefs on, watching Dean as he moved toward the dresser. “Yeah, take your time.” he smiled as he watched him.

When Dean slid into bed next to him he closed his eyes and let out a wistful sigh before grabbing one of his hands and bringing it up to his lips to kiss his knuckles once again.

He shivered before responding, “I love you too, Dean. Goodnight.” He paused before asking, “Promise me you’ll be here when I wake up?”

“Of course! I am not going anywhere Cas, I am all yours…” he whispered against his skin. “Stop torturing your mind, baby ok?” he asked quietly as he pulled him closer, running his hands up and down his back to keep him warm and help him fall asleep. 

“I love you so much…Sleep…I am not going anywhere, I am right here…” he spoke softly as he trailed soft little kisses up his jawline.

He still couldn’t believe that he was there, that he had his husband into his arms, that he could finally sleep next to him, hug him, touch him, kiss him. He was finally home and he felt absolutely happy. A million emotions were running through his body and heart and he felt overwhelmed, he just couldn’t help tearing up a little, tightening his arms around Castiel. 

This is where I belong

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“And I’d rather you stayed here with me…” he whispered breathlessly, still staring down at Castiel’s lips, his thumb absently tracing the lines of his angel wings tattoo.

God, how was it even possible that he was so beautiful?

Dean licked his lips slowly and slid his hand down his thigh to catch Castiel’s wrist.

“Stop…” he whispered as his eyes slowly moved down Castiel’s face and his upper body.

He would love to keep kissing him, holding him into his arms, running his hands over his beautiful skin…There was nothing he wanted more than to make love to him.  However, he knew that Cas had to go to work tomorrow and that he needed to get some sleep, so he gripped Castiel’s hips tightly and pushed him back slightly so that their bodies weren’t pressed up against each other anymore. He was already missing the warmth of Castiel’s body but if they were going to sleep they had to tone it down a little, because Dean was already half hard and he just couldn’t have Castiel naked on top of him, his breath caressing his skin.

Castiel frowned deeply when Dean caught his wrist and then proceeded to push him back. “Sorry.” he apologized.

He sighed, he wanted to continue touching him and just being close to him but he knew he couldn’t do that without it leading somewhere and of course, if it led somewhere then he obviously wasn’t going to get to sleep any time soon.

It was already close to five in the morning now and he had to be at the hospital by seven. He’d be lucky if he was able to get just a measly hour of sleep at this point.

Castiel leaned forward to place a small, soft kiss against his husband’s lips, pulling away after a few moments and smiling warmly at him. “I love you.” he spoke quietly.

He had to force himself to get up then. He didn’t want to get out of the tub where he could spend time with his husband who he hadn’t seen in months. He just really wished he didn’t have a job so he could just spend all his time with him.

“Don’t be too much longer. Knowing you, you haven’t slept in a while.” he said as he went to grab a towel to dry himself off. “So you should get some sleep as well.” he grinned at him before leaning down to kiss him again, this time on the tip of his nose.

He quickly finished drying himself off and then headed back out to the bedroom. Not before repeating a quick “Don’t be too long.” and winking at Dean though.

Dean blew out a frustrated sigh and tousled a hand through his hair before shooting a fake glare towards his husband, pursuing his lips. 

What a fucking tease.

“Fine!” he groaned as he slowly got out of the tub. 

He quickly grabbed a towel from the towel rack to his right and started to dry himself off, thinking about the most unsexy things he could. Sammy’s fluffy princess hair. Gabriel’s disgusting cupcakes. Bobby in a yellow dress. He sighed tiredly and walked back in their bedroom. 

“Just a sec, I need to put something on…” he said quietly, as he rummaged through the drawers until he found a pair of black boxers.

Sleeping naked was definitely not a good idea at the moment.

He slid into bed next to Castiel and wrapped his arms around his waist, snuggling up as close to him as he could. He pressed a sweet kiss to his neck and let out a sigh, his nose nudging up behind his ear. 

“I love you baby, so much…” he whispered low in his ear. “Come on, let’s get some sleep”