Name: In Sickness and In Story Time

Summary: Castiel gets sick and Dean takes care of him. Dean tells Castiel a little story. Fluff. Destiel. Hints of Sabriel.

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"Once upon a time there was a kid named Cas." Dean began. Castiel looked up at him expectantly, waiting for him to continue.

"My name is Castiel." The angel commented. Dean blinked down at him as if the angel were insane.

"This story isn't about you." Dean said ruffling Castiel's hair before returning to the story. "His name was Cas and he liked boy named Dean. They were little, like ten or eleven and they were in love. Cas was always a bit weird but that's why Dean liked him." Dean said smiling down at Cas who was cradled in his arms. They were in bed just happy being together. Sam was out on a hunt with Gabriel and Castiel had not been feeling well. The two didn't understand what could give an angel an upset stomach but Dean decided to stay with his boyfriend to comfort him. Running his fingers through Castiel's hair in a calming motion he continued. "Cas had two little black wings poking out of his back and the other brats made fun of him for it. Dean beat them up and they never did it again. Dean said hi to the other kid and they decided to skip school to get ice cream." Dean said, his stomach grumbling at the thought of food.

"It is against the law to skip school." Castiel said as Dean got up to go to the fridge. Dean got out a pudding cup and when Castiel made a face Dean went on the defensive.

"Pudding!" He said holding it up and smiling.

"Pudding is not a breakfast food." Castiel said watching Dean eat. Dean finished it quickly and walked back over to the bed. Sliding down into Castiel's warmth was enough to make him shiver in delight.

"They went to get ice cream and fell in love. Dean kissed Cas and then they went back to his place to take a nap after finishing their ice cream. Cas slept in Dean's arms, careful not to ruffle his wings." Dean said running at hand through Castiel's feathers gently.

"Dean." Castiel said in warning.

"I just wanted to touch them." Dean said smiling sheepishly.

"I'm not feeling well." Castiel responded pushing Dean's hand away.

"Look babe, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you. I just wanted to touch them." Dean said as Castiel got up from the bed.

"It's alright Dean." Castiel said going over to sit in the wooden dining room chairs.

"Come back to bed." Dean asked pouting at his loss of warmth.

"I'm going to take a shower." Castiel said getting up and walking over to the bed. He grabbed Dean by his pajama shirt and dragged him to the little bathroom.

"And I have to be here why?" Dean asked as their clothes disappeared.

"You know how sensitive my wings are. You know how I get when you touch them. You know they're more sensitive than anything else. You knew exactly what you were doing." Castiel growled pushing Dean under the steaming water. Dean smiled; he did know exactly what he was doing when he ran his hands through Castiel's feathers. He knew exactly what he was doing.