Roleplay? Sure.

Dean finished stacking the supply of firewood before coming over to Cas. He smiled down at his pregnant husband, asking, “Need anything, gorgeous?”

I need you, you big dork! Cas shook his head and smiled at him lightly, “I’m okay for right now,” he told him.

“You sure? Maybe some food or a nice hot cup of tea?”

“I’m alright..I think I’m actually going to go lay down for a bit,” Cas said and he slowly got up, huffing out of exhaustion.

Dean finished stacking the supply of firewood before coming over to Cas. He smiled down at his pregnant husband, asking, “Need anything, gorgeous?”

I need you, you big dork! Cas shook his head and smiled at him lightly, “I’m okay for right now,” he told him.

“That’s a good reason,” Dean agreed, “What’s your favorite part?”

“Meeting new people, discovering new things,” he said softly, “I really appreciate the diversity here.”

“That’s sweet,” Dean murmured.

Castiel nodded and he looked up at Dean. “What brought you to Starfleet?” He asked.

“My father was a captain,” Dean explained.

“Well, yes, your father was John Winchester. But you didn’t join Starfleet until recently. What really made you decide to join?” Cas asked.

“My brother. He’s a doctor on the USS Enterprise.”

“Is that so? What’s his name?” He asked. He didn’t know Dean had a brother. Cas himself had a few siblings, but he didn’t talk to many of them. Well, except for Gabriel.

“Sammy,” Dean told him, smiling at the mention of his brother, “he’s so smart. He’s a good kid.”

“That’s good…” Cas said, “I have a few siblings myself, but most of them are a lot older than me. Well, except for Gabriel. We’re the closest in age.”

Dean nodded, “it’s nice to have a close sibling growing up.”

Cas nodded in agreement. “Gabriel is a member of Starfleet as well, but I don’t see him often because of his high position. And honestly…i don’t even know how he got there. He only eats candy and plays tricks on people.”

“He sounds like an… interesting sibling to have,” Dean commented, slightly amused.

“He’s usually quite exhausting, but I love him. Life would be boring without his strange quirks,” Cas said, a smile tugging on his lips.

“I’m glad you enjoy it. I really miss having my brother around but I’m really proud of him.”

“I’m glad,” Cas said, his smile growing. “Siblings are wonderful..”

“That’s a good reason,” Dean agreed, “What’s your favorite part?”

“Meeting new people, discovering new things,” he said softly, “I really appreciate the diversity here.”

“That’s sweet,” Dean murmured.

Castiel nodded and he looked up at Dean. “What brought you to Starfleet?” He asked.

“My father was a captain,” Dean explained.

“Well, yes, your father was John Winchester. But you didn’t join Starfleet until recently. What really made you decide to join?” Cas asked.

“My brother. He’s a doctor on the USS Enterprise.”

“Is that so? What’s his name?” He asked. He didn’t know Dean had a brother. Cas himself had a few siblings, but he didn’t talk to many of them. Well, except for Gabriel.

“Sammy,” Dean told him, smiling at the mention of his brother, “he’s so smart. He’s a good kid.”

“That’s good…” Cas said, “I have a few siblings myself, but most of them are a lot older than me. Well, except for Gabriel. We’re the closest in age.”

Dean nodded, “it’s nice to have a close sibling growing up.”

Cas nodded in agreement. “Gabriel is a member of Starfleet as well, but I don’t see him often because of his high position. And honestly…i don’t even know how he got there. He only eats candy and plays tricks on people.”

“He sounds like an… interesting sibling to have,” Dean commented, slightly amused.

“He’s usually quite exhausting, but I love him. Life would be boring without his strange quirks,” Cas said, a smile tugging on his lips.

“That’s a good reason,” Dean agreed, “What’s your favorite part?”

“Meeting new people, discovering new things,” he said softly, “I really appreciate the diversity here.”

“That’s sweet,” Dean murmured.

Castiel nodded and he looked up at Dean. “What brought you to Starfleet?” He asked.

“My father was a captain,” Dean explained.

“Well, yes, your father was John Winchester. But you didn’t join Starfleet until recently. What really made you decide to join?” Cas asked.

“My brother. He’s a doctor on the USS Enterprise.”

“Is that so? What’s his name?” He asked. He didn’t know Dean had a brother. Cas himself had a few siblings, but he didn’t talk to many of them. Well, except for Gabriel.

“Sammy,” Dean told him, smiling at the mention of his brother, “he’s so smart. He’s a good kid.”

“That’s good…” Cas said, “I have a few siblings myself, but most of them are a lot older than me. Well, except for Gabriel. We’re the closest in age.”

Dean nodded, “it’s nice to have a close sibling growing up.”

Cas nodded in agreement. “Gabriel is a member of Starfleet as well, but I don’t see him often because of his high position. And honestly...i don’t even know how he got there. He only eats candy and plays tricks on people.”

“That’s a good reason,” Dean agreed, “What’s your favorite part?”

“Meeting new people, discovering new things,” he said softly, “I really appreciate the diversity here.”

“That’s sweet,” Dean murmured.

Castiel nodded and he looked up at Dean. “What brought you to Starfleet?” He asked.

“My father was a captain,” Dean explained.

“Well, yes, your father was John Winchester. But you didn’t join Starfleet until recently. What really made you decide to join?” Cas asked.

“My brother. He’s a doctor on the USS Enterprise.”

“Is that so? What’s his name?” He asked. He didn’t know Dean had a brother. Cas himself had a few siblings, but he didn’t talk to many of them. Well, except for Gabriel.

“Sammy,” Dean told him, smiling at the mention of his brother, “he’s so smart. He’s a good kid.”

“That’s good...” Cas said, “I have a few siblings myself, but most of them are a lot older than me. Well, except for Gabriel. We’re the closest in age.”

“That’s a good reason,” Dean agreed, “What’s your favorite part?”

“Meeting new people, discovering new things,” he said softly, “I really appreciate the diversity here.”

“That’s sweet,” Dean murmured.

Castiel nodded and he looked up at Dean. “What brought you to Starfleet?” He asked.

“My father was a captain,” Dean explained.

“Well, yes, your father was John Winchester. But you didn’t join Starfleet until recently. What really made you decide to join?” Cas asked.

“My brother. He’s a doctor on the USS Enterprise.”

“Is that so? What’s his name?” He asked. He didn’t know Dean had a brother. Cas himself had a few siblings, but he didn’t talk to many of them. Well, except for Gabriel.

“That’s a good reason,” Dean agreed, “What’s your favorite part?”

“Meeting new people, discovering new things,” he said softly, “I really appreciate the diversity here.”

“That’s sweet,” Dean murmured.

Castiel nodded and he looked up at Dean. “What brought you to Starfleet?” He asked.

“My father was a captain,” Dean explained.

“Well, yes, your father was John Winchester. But you didn’t join Starfleet until recently. What really made you decide to join?” Cas asked.

“That’s a good reason,” Dean agreed, “What’s your favorite part?”

“Meeting new people, discovering new things,” he said softly, “I really appreciate the diversity here.”

“That’s sweet,” Dean murmured.

Castiel nodded and he looked up at Dean. “What brought you to Starfleet?” He asked.

“That’s a good reason,” Dean agreed, “What’s your favorite part?”

“Meeting new people, discovering new things,” he said softly, “I really appreciate the diversity here.”

Dean smirked as he slouched in the captain’s chair. He bit into the apple again as he swiveled in the chair slightly. He knew he would beat the simulation this time and he looked around, pleased at what was coming.

When Cas walked in, Dean’s smirk had grown as the simulation finished with his success. He asked in a cocky tone, “Come to congratulate me?” The first thing he noticed about the man entering was that he was clearly half-Vulcan. That and his striking blue eyes. Dean liked the combination immediately.

Dean smiled as he watched Cas blush. This guy was cute. He replied, “The one and only. What can I do for you?”

“It has occurred to me that you are the cadet who has apparently beaten this simulation, yes?” Castiel asked, folding his arms. He could sense that everyone was staring at them…especially one of his top students, Diana. He dared to glance at her and he found her staring straight at him. Castiel immediately became uncomfortable and looked back at Dean. Looking at the man slightly soothed his nerves.

Dean nodded, replying, “Yup,” obnoxiously popping the p. He grinned at Castiel wider, waiting for the stranger to continue.

“It has also occurred to me that this test was originally designed to be unbeatable. So either there is an error in the simulation itself, or you cheated,” Castiel told him.

“I was told to beat it and I did. I don’t see a problem,” Dean sassed him, smirk firmly in place.

“You were told to make the best decision in a time of crisis and display proper behavior that is expected from a Starfleet Captain. Clearly neither of those happened,” Castiel replied, his tone remaining the same.

“I made the best decision and beat the simulation,” Dean insisted firmly, starting to dislike the other man.

“The two options that were programmed do not end in everyone surviving. This simulation is not meant to have an easy way out. How do I know that? I designed it. I know everything about this simulation, and your way just doesn’t work for it,” He said, keeping a calm face.

“Worked well enough for me,” Dean corrected him. He was still smirking but this guy was really getting on his nerves.

Just as Castiel was about to continue, the supervisor came in, having a somber expression on his face. “Castiel, Pike needs you. Cadets, you are all ordered to report to your supervisors,” he said, “There has been an attack on the planet Vulcan, and we need to get over there as soon as possible.” The moment the man mentioned his home planet, Castiel’s face drained of color. He stood there for a moment in silence before practically running out of the room.

Dean watched with a frown before hurrying to report. He may not like the Vulcan but Castiel didn’t deserve this. No one did.

After an hour or two of briefing and assigning cadets to their ships, Castiel sat at his station. He was incredibly worried. His planet was being attacked, and his mother was still on that planet. Cas prayed that he would get there in time.

Dean got and followed his orders efficiently. He really wanted to help the stranger Vulcan.

Castiel sat there for a long moment in silence before looking up as Captain Pike entered the room. He quickly stood up, but the Captain raised his hand, halting Cas. “Don’t worry, Castiel, we’ll get there in time.” He said. Cas nodded slightly and slowly sat back down. His emotions were getting to him. Just as Cas began to lose himself in his thoughts, he looked up to see Dean enter the same way Pike came from. ( @casticassrp )

Dean walked in and over to the Vulcan. He gently grabbed and squeezed his shoulder in an attempt to comfort him.

Castiel was clearly taken aback by the sudden gesture, so he just sat there and stared up at Dean. A feeling bloomed within his chest—a feeling he couldn’t quite explain, and it sort of scared him.

“What’s your name?” Dean asked softly, his expression soft as well.

“…it’s Castiel,” he replied. The feeling began to intensify, and Cas felt a blush creep onto his cheeks.

“That’s way too long,” Dean told him, asking, “Can I call you Cas?”

“U-Uhm…” Castiel found it hard to speak, making him stumble over his words. “S-Sure..I don’t mind..” he mumbled softly. No one had ever really given him a nickname that wasn’t harmful before. And for some reason, this human made Castiel feel things he hadn’t felt in an awful long time.

Dean smiled, “Good, Cas. How long have you been with Starfleet?”

“A long time…” he replied, and he folded his hands together to keep them from shaking.

“Why did you start?” Dean asked, hoping to distract Cas while they traveled to his home planet.

“Well, I wanted to do something different. I wanted to go my own way. So...I joined Starfleet,” Cas replied, looking up at Dean. He never had gotten a good look at his eyes...they were beautiful.

Dean smirked as he slouched in the captain’s chair. He bit into the apple again as he swiveled in the chair slightly. He knew he would beat the simulation this time and he looked around, pleased at what was coming.

When Cas walked in, Dean’s smirk had grown as the simulation finished with his success. He asked in a cocky tone, “Come to congratulate me?” The first thing he noticed about the man entering was that he was clearly half-Vulcan. That and his striking blue eyes. Dean liked the combination immediately.

Dean smiled as he watched Cas blush. This guy was cute. He replied, “The one and only. What can I do for you?”

“It has occurred to me that you are the cadet who has apparently beaten this simulation, yes?” Castiel asked, folding his arms. He could sense that everyone was staring at them…especially one of his top students, Diana. He dared to glance at her and he found her staring straight at him. Castiel immediately became uncomfortable and looked back at Dean. Looking at the man slightly soothed his nerves.

Dean nodded, replying, “Yup,” obnoxiously popping the p. He grinned at Castiel wider, waiting for the stranger to continue.

“It has also occurred to me that this test was originally designed to be unbeatable. So either there is an error in the simulation itself, or you cheated,” Castiel told him.

“I was told to beat it and I did. I don’t see a problem,” Dean sassed him, smirk firmly in place.

“You were told to make the best decision in a time of crisis and display proper behavior that is expected from a Starfleet Captain. Clearly neither of those happened,” Castiel replied, his tone remaining the same.

“I made the best decision and beat the simulation,” Dean insisted firmly, starting to dislike the other man.

“The two options that were programmed do not end in everyone surviving. This simulation is not meant to have an easy way out. How do I know that? I designed it. I know everything about this simulation, and your way just doesn’t work for it,” He said, keeping a calm face.

“Worked well enough for me,” Dean corrected him. He was still smirking but this guy was really getting on his nerves.

Just as Castiel was about to continue, the supervisor came in, having a somber expression on his face. “Castiel, Pike needs you. Cadets, you are all ordered to report to your supervisors,” he said, “There has been an attack on the planet Vulcan, and we need to get over there as soon as possible.” The moment the man mentioned his home planet, Castiel’s face drained of color. He stood there for a moment in silence before practically running out of the room.

Dean watched with a frown before hurrying to report. He may not like the Vulcan but Castiel didn’t deserve this. No one did.

After an hour or two of briefing and assigning cadets to their ships, Castiel sat at his station. He was incredibly worried. His planet was being attacked, and his mother was still on that planet. Cas prayed that he would get there in time.

Dean got and followed his orders efficiently. He really wanted to help the stranger Vulcan.

Castiel sat there for a long moment in silence before looking up as Captain Pike entered the room. He quickly stood up, but the Captain raised his hand, halting Cas. “Don’t worry, Castiel, we’ll get there in time.” He said. Cas nodded slightly and slowly sat back down. His emotions were getting to him. Just as Cas began to lose himself in his thoughts, he looked up to see Dean enter the same way Pike came from. ( @casticassrp )

Dean walked in and over to the Vulcan. He gently grabbed and squeezed his shoulder in an attempt to comfort him.

Castiel was clearly taken aback by the sudden gesture, so he just sat there and stared up at Dean. A feeling bloomed within his chest—a feeling he couldn’t quite explain, and it sort of scared him.

“What’s your name?” Dean asked softly, his expression soft as well.

“…it’s Castiel,” he replied. The feeling began to intensify, and Cas felt a blush creep onto his cheeks.

“That’s way too long,” Dean told him, asking, “Can I call you Cas?”

“U-Uhm…” Castiel found it hard to speak, making him stumble over his words. “S-Sure..I don’t mind..” he mumbled softly. No one had ever really given him a nickname that wasn’t harmful before. And for some reason, this human made Castiel feel things he hadn’t felt in an awful long time.

Dean smiled, “Good, Cas. How long have you been with Starfleet?”

“A long time...” he replied, and he folded his hands together to keep them from shaking.

Dean smirked as he slouched in the captain’s chair. He bit into the apple again as he swiveled in the chair slightly. He knew he would beat the simulation this time and he looked around, pleased at what was coming.

When Cas walked in, Dean’s smirk had grown as the simulation finished with his success. He asked in a cocky tone, “Come to congratulate me?” The first thing he noticed about the man entering was that he was clearly half-Vulcan. That and his striking blue eyes. Dean liked the combination immediately.

Dean smiled as he watched Cas blush. This guy was cute. He replied, “The one and only. What can I do for you?”

“It has occurred to me that you are the cadet who has apparently beaten this simulation, yes?” Castiel asked, folding his arms. He could sense that everyone was staring at them…especially one of his top students, Diana. He dared to glance at her and he found her staring straight at him. Castiel immediately became uncomfortable and looked back at Dean. Looking at the man slightly soothed his nerves.

Dean nodded, replying, “Yup,” obnoxiously popping the p. He grinned at Castiel wider, waiting for the stranger to continue.

“It has also occurred to me that this test was originally designed to be unbeatable. So either there is an error in the simulation itself, or you cheated,” Castiel told him.

“I was told to beat it and I did. I don’t see a problem,” Dean sassed him, smirk firmly in place.

“You were told to make the best decision in a time of crisis and display proper behavior that is expected from a Starfleet Captain. Clearly neither of those happened,” Castiel replied, his tone remaining the same.

“I made the best decision and beat the simulation,” Dean insisted firmly, starting to dislike the other man.

“The two options that were programmed do not end in everyone surviving. This simulation is not meant to have an easy way out. How do I know that? I designed it. I know everything about this simulation, and your way just doesn’t work for it,” He said, keeping a calm face.

“Worked well enough for me,” Dean corrected him. He was still smirking but this guy was really getting on his nerves.

Just as Castiel was about to continue, the supervisor came in, having a somber expression on his face. “Castiel, Pike needs you. Cadets, you are all ordered to report to your supervisors,” he said, “There has been an attack on the planet Vulcan, and we need to get over there as soon as possible.” The moment the man mentioned his home planet, Castiel’s face drained of color. He stood there for a moment in silence before practically running out of the room.

Dean watched with a frown before hurrying to report. He may not like the Vulcan but Castiel didn’t deserve this. No one did.

After an hour or two of briefing and assigning cadets to their ships, Castiel sat at his station. He was incredibly worried. His planet was being attacked, and his mother was still on that planet. Cas prayed that he would get there in time.

Dean got and followed his orders efficiently. He really wanted to help the stranger Vulcan.

Castiel sat there for a long moment in silence before looking up as Captain Pike entered the room. He quickly stood up, but the Captain raised his hand, halting Cas. “Don’t worry, Castiel, we’ll get there in time.” He said. Cas nodded slightly and slowly sat back down. His emotions were getting to him. Just as Cas began to lose himself in his thoughts, he looked up to see Dean enter the same way Pike came from. ( @casticassrp )

Dean walked in and over to the Vulcan. He gently grabbed and squeezed his shoulder in an attempt to comfort him.

Castiel was clearly taken aback by the sudden gesture, so he just sat there and stared up at Dean. A feeling bloomed within his chest—a feeling he couldn’t quite explain, and it sort of scared him.

“What’s your name?” Dean asked softly, his expression soft as well.

“…it’s Castiel,” he replied. The feeling began to intensify, and Cas felt a blush creep onto his cheeks.

“That’s way too long,” Dean told him, asking, “Can I call you Cas?”

“U-Uhm...” Castiel found it hard to speak, making him stumble over his words. “S-Sure..I don’t mind..” he mumbled softly. No one had ever really given him a nickname that wasn’t harmful before. And for some reason, this human made Castiel feel things he hadn’t felt in an awful long time.