#bb!verse

Give me a ship and I’ll reply with a six word story about them.

There's a small Supernatural fiction I thought about sharing. It was written for the lovely beesforcastiel. Anyway If anybody is interested there the reaaaaally small dad!Dean I wrote. Keep in mind that english 's'not my mother language.

"...dy ...ddy ! Daddy !"

Dean was peacefully sleeping when suddenly a little voice began to cut through his dream. Two tiny warm hands were shaking his left shoulder and they, clearly, shouldn't be there. Gently trying to open his heavy eyelids, the sleepy adult slowly heard small sobs. Immediately, he turned on his side attempting to see the little form touching him.

"Cas ?" He tried. The three years old child was indeed crying next to his bed holding on his pajama's top.

"Daddy ! Thunder !"

Supporting his word, a loud rumble of thunder could be heard making the black haired baby squeaked. It wasn't the first time that Castiel was waking him up because of thunder. He was afraid of it since the time the lightning struck very close to them and sounded like an explosion. Since then, he always ran in his bedroom crying.

Rubbing the sleep out of his face with his hand, Dean lifted his comforter to let his son climb in his bed.

"Cas, come here baby." He asked softly, watching him still trembling with fear.

Not needing to be told twice, Castiel leapt to his side, hugging tightly his father's neck. The blond man wrapped them up again in the quilt and held the shaking small body in his arms. "Shhhh... That's okay, angel. I'm right here." He whispered.

The adult stroked the warm little guy's back with practiced ease. The child quietly stopped weeping and calmed down, breath slowing. He nestled against his ribs and sniffed a few times, head on Dean's arm and chubby hand clinging to his night shirt.

Dean kissed the mop of dark hair and quietly hummed 'Eh Jude' to lull his tiny angel to sleep.

Yeah the bb!verse is back :3

« Later that night, Belle sneacked out of her room to eat and explore the castle. Cogsworth and Lumière started to give Belle a tour, but she slipped away to see the forbidden west wing. ''I wonderwhat he's hiding there,'' she said. When she came to Beast's room, she found the enchanted rose under a bell jar. She was about to touch it's soft petals when the Beast came charging towards her. » Dean stoped his reading when Sam's head come resting against his and a low snoring followed. The hunter's lips twitched and he grinned.

The day had been exhausting. The television had broken down for no reason in the morning, and without the contraption, it was more difficult to have the little angels (more exactly two of them) to behave. And on a rainy afternoon there wasn't much to do. So Dean and Sam had tuck ed the kids with them in the couch for a little nap and it was a success. The hunter was only halfway trough the story and the kids where already fast asleep … Sam inclued. Dean’s smile softened and he chuckled quietly to himself.

«Dean ? » Castiel's very quiet and sleepy voice rose, surprising the hunter.

« Sorry Cas, did I wake you ? » he asked, his tone soft as he let his hand run through the angel soft dark locks.

The pint-sized angel brought his trenchcoat(/security blanket) closer to him and snuggled into Dean chest, small hands fisting into his shirt.

« Dean, what happend next ? »

Dean lowered his voice, not needing the same volume as before now that he had just one listener left.

« ''Don't touch that !'' he bellowed. ''I told you not to come here ! Get out !'' Bell ran from the room, down the stairs and out into the freezing night. She leaped onto Phillipe and began to race him through the woods. She would not stay at the castle with the horrible Beast, no matter what she had promised ! »