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Destiel prompt: sick day! Just fluff or whatever

A/N: Oh God, I’m so sorry. I actually posted this on Ao3 a couple of months ago but somehow I forgot to post it here :S I’m just really sorry and I’m not gunna bother listing off excuses, but I hope you like it x

In Sickness

WhenCastiel woke up he almost cursed the decision he had made to give up his graceso that he could live a mortal life alongside his beloved Dean. He had apounding in his head and a soreness in his throat which he could no longer makevanish in an instant; and somewhat ironically it was all his beloved’s fault.

Dean hadcomplained of similar symptoms the previous morning, and he had sneezed soloudly that Castiel was surprised that the bed posts did not shake. The hunterhad grumbled about catching a cold off a ‘snotty little brat’ who belonged to afamily they had saved from a vengeful ghost.

Castielhad insisted that he rested for the day, and after thinking about the effort itwould take just to put on a pair of pants, Dean had obliged. He had then whineduntil Castiel agreed to stay with him, and somewhere in-between the cuddlingand cups of tea the germs had been transferred.

Castielsat up rather suddenly when he felt a strange sensation course through him;like his body had seized up. He sneezed loudly and Dean shot up next to him.

“S'atan earthquake?” He mumbled, his mind clearly still caught in a sleep idledstate. “Cas, get down!”

“No,I sneezed” Castiel huffed and he pulled a tissue from the box left on thebedside table and blew his nose solemnly. “This is so unpleasant.”

“Crap,I’m sorry, baby” Dean said as he placed a empathetic hand on his husband’sback and rubbed it soothingly. “When you said you wanted us to share stuffmore I don’t think you meant this.”

“Absolutelynot. My head and my throat hurt too."

"Ah,well, I guess we’ll just have to spend another day in bed together” Deangrinned. “And ain’t that just awful?” He added sarcastically.

“Youare enjoying this far too much” Castiel scolded, but there was also a hintof a smile as he allowed Dean to pull him back down under the covers.

“Hey,I barely get to spend any time with my baby because of all those monsters wehave to worry about, and if we have to be a lil’ sick to do that then so beit.”

“Alright”Castiel conceded. “But I need to get some medicine first.”

“Nope”Dean said sternly as he quickly spooned Castiel from behind and gripped tightlyonto his waist. “I’m not letting you out of this bed” he murmured ashe nestled his face into the crook of Castiel’s neck.

“I’llonly be a few moments, my love.”

“Toolong” Dean stated. “Besides, we have a giant man-child who owes meafter years of taking care of him myself. Sammy!” He yelled and instantly regrettedit as it caused him to cough harshly.

Theyheard footsteps coming down the hall before Sam cautiously stuck his head intothe room.

“Yeah?”

“Cashas caught my cold so we’ll be in bed again today. Get us some more medicineand a pot of tea, would ya?"

"Sure.Will that be all, Master Winchester?” Sam sarcastically retorted.

“Yes.Thank you, Jeeves.”

Samrolled his eyes despairingly before leaving.

“Dean,you shouldn’t exploit your brother” Castiel reprimanded. “Surely youare feeling better today?”

“Alittle” Dean confessed. “But not so much that I feel like lifting afinger."

Castielsmiled lightly. "I suppose some extra sleep would be beneficial, andhuddling for warmth would also be…nice.”

“Thensay no more” Dean urged.

Castielrolled over to allow his husband to pull him into his arms. He nestled into thewarmth and safety of Dean’s chest and closed his eyes with a contentedsigh.

He feltDean press a gentle kiss to the top of his head before he drifted offagain.

WhenCastiel woke up he found that Dean had switched on the TV to a low volume andwas mindlessly mouthing along to the words of a Dr. Sexy episode. The hunterhad managed to pull himself more upright, but he was still stroking Castiel’shair affectionately.

“Dean?”Castiel said groggily.

“Hey,baby. Got the meds for you” Dean said as he grabbed the bottle.“Well, Sam did.”

“Thankyou” Castiel said as he took the cap full of gooey liquid from Dean. Heswallowed it with a grimace. “I think.”

“Sorryyour tea has gone cold; I didn’t want to wake you up.”

“That’salright” Castiel sniffed. “Although, I am rather hungry.”

“Noproblem. I’ll ask Sam to-”

“Dean”Castiel said sternly.

“Alright”Dean sighed. “I think I can muster up some tomato soup.”

“I’llhelp” Castiel said; he would feel guilty if he was the only one still inbed.

“No,you have to stay here” Dean insisted as he got up and pulled on his 'deadguy’ robe and slippers. “Because if I’m leaving this bed then that meansthat you are left with one of the most important jobs in the universe.”

“What’sthat?” Castiel asked with wide and fascinated eyes like a child being tolda fairytale.

Deanleaned across the bed and looked his husband directly in the eyes.

“Keepthis bed warm.”

Thehunter grinned and planted a kiss on Castiel’s cheek before heading out of theroom.

Castielsmiled from amusement at his husband’s antics, but he was also going to take onthe task which Dean had set him with great seriousness; the former angelappreciated anything which made him feel like he had a purpose.

He daredto briefly leave the bed so that he could use the bathroom, but on his returnhe stopped at various spare bedrooms to gather as many pillows and throws as hecould carry.

As soonas Castiel returned to his and Dean’s own bedroom he made quick work ofconstructing a soft and warm nest for them.

Once hewas satisfied that every pillow had been perfectly placed, Castiel scrambledunder the covers and spread himself out so that his body covered as much of themattress as possible.

He smiledwith delight and could have easily fallen asleep again as he closed his eyes,but Dean returned only a few minutes later with a tray supporting two bowls ofsoup and a fresh pot of tea.

“Awesome,you made us a nest” Dean grinned.

“Well,I tried” Castiel replied. “Although, it is somewhat better than theone I had in heaven; I’ve always been a better solider than a craftsman.”

“Itlooks super cosy to me” Dean said as he handed the tray to Castiel so thathe could snuggle down next to him. “And well done on completing yourmission.”

“Thankyou” Castiel said with a smile before placing a peck on his husband’scheek.

Castielpoured them each a cup of tea to set on either bedside table and then passed abowl of soup to Dean.

“Itsmells wonderful, my love” Castiel commented. “At least…I think itdoes. My nose feels so stuffed.” He put a spoonful in his mouth andrelished in the warmth it provided, the creamy texture with a hint of spice.“It tastes wonderful too.”

“Thanks,it’s kind of my own creation” Dean said. “I call it 'whatever thehell we had left in the refrigerator’”.

Castielchuckled. “Catchy.”

“Youwanna find something else to watch?” Dean asked.

“No,I have to find out who stole Doctor Sexy’s cowboy boots.”

Dean’sface lit up and he opened his mouth to say something but Castiel put a fingerto his lips.

“Nospoilers.”

Deansighed and pouted as Castiel lowered his finger and smirked amusedly.

“DidI ever tell you how much I love you?” Dean asked.

“Everynow and then.”

A littlewhile later and two empty bowls and cups with the last dregs of tea in thebottom were placed forgotten on the floor. Dean and Castiel were huddledtogether in the centre of the bed surrounded by used tissues and still feelingworse for wear, but content with simply being in each other’s company.

They hadmanaged to get through a full season of Dr.Sexy which Dean considered a daywell spent.

As theevening drew on Castiel was beginning to feel drowsy again; as he restedagainst Dean’s chest the rhythm of his steady heartbeat was very lulling.

With thebunker being such a huge place made of concrete and stone it easily grew coldat night and it was hard for the heat to circulate, and now with his illnessCastiel found himself shivering easier than usual.

“Youalright, sweetheart?” Dean asked concernedly as he gave his husband a softsqueeze.

“Justa little cold.”

“Howabout we take a bath?” Dean suggested.

“Yes”Castiel said with a soft smile. “That would be nice.”

“Alright,I’ll look into my secret bubble bath supplies and you get naked” Deangrinned eagerly.

“Dean,we are not using this as an excuse to have intercourse” Castieldeadpanned. “I really don’t feel up to it.”

“Iknow” Dean replied innocently. “You wanna get in the water with yourjammies on?”

“No.”

“Giveme five minutes” Dean said before mustering up the strength to leave thesoft and warm sanctuary which they had created.

Castielwatched the clock on the wall tick until exactly five minutes had passed beforehe removed his clothes and put on his robe and traipsed down to the bathroom.

He foundDean reclined in the ceramic clawfoot tub which was filled to the brim andtopped off with a thick layer of bubbles.

“Comeand join me” Dean said with a smirk as he dragged his arm through thesuds. “The water’s fine.”

“Willwe both fit?” Castiel asked with a frown.

“Wellif we don’t then chick-flicks have lied to me about the size of bathtubs.”

Castielstill seemed skeptical but he tentatively stepped forward and removed his robe.Dean had to remind himself that this was not about making a sexual advance ashe took in his beautiful husband in all of his glory.

“Bestseat in the house” Dean promised as he brought his legs up and pressed hisknees against either side of the tub so that Castiel could sit between them.

As soonas Castiel stepped into the warm water he felt every ache he was feeling beginto melt away. He sat down so that his back was leaning against Dean’s stomachand rested his head on his husband’s firm chest.

“Wefit perfectly” Castiel concluded as he closed his eyes.

“Good,because otherwise I’d have kicked you out” Dean teased as he started tomess about making bubble beards on Castiel’s chin; he couldn’t tell if Casdidn’t notice or he just didn’t care. “This is my best stuff.”

“Whatare you doing?”

“Seeingwhat you’ll look like when you’re old” Dean said he as added bubbly muttonchops to Cas’ new look. “I’d still do you.”

“That’sthe most romantic thing you’ve ever said to me” Castiel responded lazily;his eyes were still closed as he was actually finding the whole thing soothing.

“Wasthat sarcasm, Mr Winchester?” Dean asked with mock surprise.

“Itcertainly was, Mr Winchester. Besides, I’m already very old.”

“Iknow, but now you have the pleasure of becoming wrinkly and gross likeme.”

Castielsmiled. “As long as you keep taking care of me then we’ll bealright.”

“Throughsickness and in health” Dean reminded him as he wiped Castiel’s faceclean; he didn’t want to push his luck. “Speaking of, how are you feelingnow?”

“Warm…relaxed…happy”Castiel murmured; Dean could tell that that he was on the cusp of fallingasleep again. “You?”

“Youtook the words right out of my mouth” Dean said as he wrapped his armsaround his husband’s waist and sunk a little further down into the tub himself.He delicately kissed the base of Castiel’s neck and across his shoulders.

Castielsighed with content.

Perhapshis decision had not been as regrettable as he had originally thought.

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