summary // cas has a confession to make

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 dean was sitting on the chair in his deancave mourning over his t.v. he only got to keep for an hour(it was a great one- mind you) when castiel walked in, huffed, and plopped down on his lap. castiel turned in his boyfriend's lap, looping his arms around his neck.

"dean, babe, sweetheart, love," cas started as dean quirked his eyebrow. "you know how much i love you right? so-" a kiss was pressed to dean's nose. "much-" cas pressed a another kiss somewhere on dean's face.

"cas-" another delicate kiss. "hmmph. cas." the kisses stopped. "as much as i love you- and this. definitely this- what did you do?" dean questioned, suspicious of the angel's motives.

"um, i may have-" kiss. "made all of your clothes pink when washing them," the shorter male rushed out. his boyfriend squinted.

"can you repeat that but way slower?" cas lowered his head, gaze resting upon his boyfriend's lap.

"okay, so i might have made all of your clothes pink when washing them," the older trailed off guiltily. he raised his head up slowly to look at dean's face slowly. the look on his face what one of amusement, and confusion, warmth and astonishment that just screamed, "what?!"

"you what?" dean pressed slowly.

"i may have turned all of your clothes pink-"

dean cut him off. "i know you did, you don't have to repeat it," he huffed out.

"then why ask?" cas questioned, doing his famous head tilt and eye squint.

"it's a huma-" dean started. "wait. you know what? that's unimportant! just use your angel mojo on it or something."

cas looked like he was considering it. "how many times do i have to tell you, it's not mojo." he grumbled.

"right, right. it's 'grace'" he mocked, using air quotes.

"i should leave your clothes pink," cas grumbled under his breath. "you're lucky i love you," he waved his finger at his beautiful boyfriend.

"hell yeah, i am. now go fix my clothes," he said, standing up, hands holding cas' thighs wrapping around his waist, as the angel yelped at the sudden movement, and held on tighter to his hunter's neck as he carried them out of the room.

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i've had this in here forever rip.

            ~me