#dadnatural

Cas is not a morning person. He’d much rather stay in bed until 9am before getting up and facing the day.

Dean, on the other hand, wakes up just after 6 every morning, leaving Cas in bed alone to sleep for another few hours.

Well, not really alone.

“Yes, baby?” Cas asks, rolling over to find Jack crawling his way up from the foot of the bed.

“Morning ‘nuggles?” Jack questions, pulling his favorite Toy Story blankie in one hand as he makes his way toward Cas.

“You better hurry up,” Cas laughs. “My arms are getting sad from missing you.”

Jack giggles and scrambles the rest of the way up the bed, crashing into Cas’ awaiting arms.

“Oh! My arms are happy again.” Cas says, dropping a few soft kisses to Jack’s hair as he pulls him to his chest.

They started this morning ritual a few months ago. Dean and Jack usually wake around the same time. They laze in their pajamas while Dean makes coffee and breakfast, because Jack is always cranky and hungry in the morning. Then, Jack sprawls out on the rug in the living room and watches an episode of his favorite cartoon (Curious George is his favorite of the week). The cartoon usually finishes around 8 and Jack heads straight upstairs for his “morning snuggles” with Cas.

It’s Cas’ favorite part of the day. Holding his son in his arms while they both laze sleepily in bed. Some mornings he’ll quietly tell Jack a story, brushing his fingers through Jack’s soft curls, while Jack listens with rapt attention.

It’s easy, blissful. Cas spends his mornings cuddling with his baby, perfectly content to stay in bed until lunch, if the 4 year old would ever allow that.

"Lucifer actually got out of The Empty, and he's floating round there disembodied, A," he told me. "That's what happened, right? That wasn't a Lucifer figment; it was Lucifer."