i am complete deancas trash
90% destiel, 10% cockles/general spn/other madnessif you need me to tag anything else at all, just shoot me a message.
*psst* if you send me prompts or requests for edits/fics, i will love you and your children forever.
They didn’t mean to get kicked out of freaking Walmart. There Dean was, just minding his own business, pushing the cart and combing the shelves for the good flour because God knows he’s not making pasta with the all-purpose shit, and Cas was at his side, fiddling with his stupid, expensive-ass camera because Grocery stores can provide really good focal points, Dean. He would have pointed out how they also provide shitty lighting but if his boyfriend wanted to take shitty pictures while they shopped, Dean wasn’t about to stop him.
And, really, it’s not Dean’s fault he sucks at backing away when Cas sets his sights on him. One minute they’re staring each other down, arguing over whether the organic butter is a better investment than the margarine - no shit, asshole - and the next, Dean’s crowded against the neighboring milk case with Cas’ tongue down his throat.
Honestly, Dean can’t really be held responsible for anything that happens in Cas’ presence.
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