Ender

i am. one day late because i hit the post limit < i am much like a modern day icarus

i am. one day late because i hit the post limit < i am much like a modern day icarus

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“For fucks sake Dean…”

Sam has been waiting on this curb forever.

Seriously, Dean has gotten way too comfortable making Sam sit around for almost an hour before he graces the student with his presence. He’s tried to pass the time productively, one day he went to the library so he could study while he waited, but of course that was the day Dean appeared right on time and decided to blare AC/DC from Baby’s speakers while he waited for Sam to sprint to his location (‘every minute you’re not here I turn up the volume, Sammy.’).

So yeah, he’s become unfortunately familiar with the feeling of sitting on the sidewalk, watching the entrance for his brother's beloved muscle car while he balances a book on his knee in a futile attempt to get started on homework.

Today it rumbles up into the lot 28 minutes after the Winchesters agreed meeting time,

He shoves his textbook into his bag and clambers to his feet, doing his best to look pissed by the time Baby pulls to a stop in front of him. He grabs the handle on the back door and is already preparing to lay into his brother when a shrill voice cries out in delight.

“Sam!”

There’s a blue-eyed elementary schooler buckled into the backseat giving him a massive gap-toothed grin.

“Jack!” Sam gasps, tossing his messenger bag on the floor next to Jack’s backpack, “Did Dean kidnap you again!?”

The 7 year old giggles as Sam makes a show of reaching across the benchseat and trying to undo his seatbelt.

“I can’t believe he did this! Dean-” Sam whips around to face his brother, who’s already twisted around in the driver's seat so he can face his younger brother, “Did you know Jack was back here!?”

“What!” Dean lets his jaw fall slack, “I thought that was you! Are you sure I’m not seeing double?”

He leans into the backseat, squinting at Jack intently, and the 1st grader almost squeals with laughter, “No, Dean, I’m Jack!”

“I don’t buy it, Jack’s much shorter,” The older Winchester frowns, narrowing his eyes in suspicion as he turns to the dark haired man in the passenger seat, “Cas?”

Now Cas- formerly Professor Novak in Sam's mind- has joined them in their scrutiny of the elementary schooler, “No… I’m fairly certain this one’s Jack,” He reaches forward and taps the kid on his nose, “He’s much more handsome.”

“Hey!” Sam cries in absolute outrage as Dean barks out a laugh.

“Though the doctor did say that Jack’s grown three whole inches since his last appointment,” Cas continues seriously, using the same tone he used when reviewing Sam’s final paper last year, “So I can see where the confusion came in.”

“Well, I suppose that settles it,” Dean and Cas both settle back into their seats as Sam slides into Baby and yanks the door shut behind him, “Jack’s just as tall as Sam and he’s way better looking.”

Sam’s not a delusional man, but he’s almost certain Jack actually smirks at him after Dean says that.

“I went to the doctor today!” Jack declares to Sam once they’re pulling out of the parking lot, which explains the snake sticker plastered to his chest with the word ‘awessssome’ written on it.

“Really?” He asks, looking at Jack then at Cas watching the two of them in the rearview. 

“Yeah! I grew 3 whole inches!”

“He’s in the 83rd percentile for height,” The professor adds on with a wry smile, “which explains why I’ve had to purchase him new clothes twice this year.”

Sam sees his brother reach across the seat and place his hand on Cas’ shoulder, which would be sweet if it was anyone but his brother doing it, “Sammy had the same problem, sunshine, Jack’ll stop growing eventually.”

“I’ll never stop!” Jack declares with a scarily determined face, “Imma’ be taller than Sam!”

“Alright, let’s change the topic before Jack decides he’s gonna be taller than the Chrysler building when he grows up,” Dean’s still holding Cas’ shoulder firmly, though Cas’ hand has now snaked up to meet it, “Sam, how was your day?”

“It was okay-” He doesn't bother going too into depth when recapping his courses, except for when Cas asks him little questions here and there. He mentions how he watched the contract law professor almost burst a blood vessel because someone made sure every expo marker in his room was dead (a story that Cas laughed concerningly hard at before nonchalantly mentioning that all his pens worked perfectly fine), and he ends his daily rundown with, “I need to text Eileen when we get home and then-”

“Wait. Hold up.” Dean suddenly seems a little too invested in what Sam’s saying, “Who’s Eileen?”

“Really Dean?” Sam scrubs a hand over his face, “She’s just a girl from class, we’re doing some research together.”

“Oh I bet you are-”

“Dean, my child is in the car.” Cas shuts down whatever innuendo Dean had lined up quick, “And I’ve heard of Ms.Leahy, very bright young woman, I’m sure she and Sam will work well together.”

“Yeah, well…” Sam remembers his first time meeting her, how he’d tried to scrounge up some of his meager ASL knowledge and had said something rather crass when trying to thank her for passing him a book, “She’s pretty cool, wants to be a courtroom translator, so we’ve been practicing together. I work on my public speaking assignments and she practices translating as I go.”

“Not a bad arrangement.” The professor agrees as Dean snickers.

“Even your dates are nerdy, Sam- OW!” This time Cas doesn't interrupt the older Winchester’s words, just elbows him firmly in the ribs.

“You have no room to speak, Dean, you took me LARP’ing.”

“That was different!” 

“You’re right, I’m sure Sam doesn't wear tights during his meetings with Ms.Leahy.”

Dean grumbles under his breath for a moment, blushing so hard that the tips of his ears turn red, “You liked ‘em…”

“I did.” Cas leans over and plants a kiss as close to Dean's mouth as he can get without it turning into a distracted driving charge, causing Jack to let out a theatrical ‘EW!’ and for Sam to shout at his brother to ‘Watch the road, idiot!’.”

“You two are gross.” Sam mumbles as they pull up to an intersection, the red light only serving as a taunt since there are no other cars around.

“Yes, yes we are,” Dean agrees sagely, “But until you get your own car you're stuck with us.”

Then, just to rub salt in the wound, Dean grabs Cas by the lapel of his trenchcoat and lays one right on his lips.

“Oh, come on!” Sam scrambles to cover Jack’s eyes as the two in the front make no move to separate, opting instead to be disgustingly sappy for as long as they’re at this goddamned intersection, “Get a room!”

Dean smirks against Cas’ face and uses his free-hand to flip Dean the bird before he separates from the professor with an exaggerated smacking noise.

“Get used to it, Sammy!” The light turns green and Dean pulls Baby forward, one hand still in Cas’ firm hold, gooey smiles on both their faces, “Cos’ we ain’t goin’ anywhere!”

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Due to popular demand, this fic has been added to A03!

POV: Your Eldritch husband thinks you go on too many business trips

[ID: 1. Full body of Cas standing, holding a full grown Jack on his hip like a toddler. Jack is holding a Capri Sun and grinning offscreen. Cas is looking up at them with loving patience and asking, "What do you want for lunch, Jack?" Jack responds "chicken nuggets!" "Ok," says Cas. 2a. Jack sitting in the bunker kitchen texting Claire on their phone with the attitude of an uninterested teenager. Dean leans into the doorframe in the background, exuding stepdad energy as he awkwardly says, "Heyyy, sport. Uh...you wanna come to the store with us?" Jack shortly replies "No." 2b. Cas appears in the doorway behind Dean, smiling easily at Jack as he asks, "Jack, would you like to come to the store?" Jack, now all childish excitement, puts down his phone and says "Yeah!" with a huge grin at his dad. Dean frowns at Cas in confusion. /End ID]

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