#fluffydestiel

I lost at least 200 bc the number went up and down a lot, so i beat u to it buddy 

i'm also at 6443 so we're almost at the same follower count too ��

Stop the train is ridin’ down to the station where you lived when we were school kids

Long live the reckless and the brave

Eight years ago, I committed a sin and there were many more that followed; some that changed my mind, some that broke me down, but all of them made me who I am now

I’ve been feeling like everything is for nothing, in fact I’ve never felt so goddamn small.

You loved me for all the wrong reasons

"I noticed." [AO3]

Requested by @fallenandinlovewithhumanity​, some domestic!destiel and sofa snuggling :)

Friday night was always date night. It was unofficial but it kinda happened anyway. Sometimes they’d put on some nicer clothes and head out to the Italian restaurant that was four blocks away and sometimes they’d just chill in front of the TV with home cooked food.

Tonight was one of those nights. Cas had had a long, arduous day at the office and hadn’t come home until half past six, an hour and a half after when he usually came home. He was tired and dumped himself on the sofa without even taking off his coat.

Dean had been cooking in the kitchen, singing along to the radio when he’d come home. Once everything was under control he went to go and say hello.

Getting to the lounge, he saw Cas on the sofa, hair mussed, coat  on and arm hanging off the side.

“Hey, Cas,” Dean said, he perched himself on the arm of the chair by his head.

“No.” He huffed in response making Dean laugh.

He ran a hand through Cas’ hair. “Bad day at work?” He asked quietly as Cas’ eyes slid shut. He only received a sigh and a small nod.

“Why don’t you go and shower while I finish off dinner, we’ll have a lazy night in. Watch that film you bought the other day. Sound good?” Another nod from Cas. “Alright then, up and at ‘em, bud.” Dean chirped and helped Cas stand up from the sofa and shooed him off to the bathroom.

Dean served the plates of pasta bolognaise into two dishes and set them down on the kitchen counter just as Cas came out the bedroom.

Dean handed over a bowl to him and they both sat on the two-seated sofa and played the film Dean had already set up.

“Good?” He asked, he looked over to Cas who’d already inhaled half of his meal.

“Yes, thank you Dean.” He smiled and carried on eating, watching the film pass by with interest. Dean packed up the bowls and stacked them by the sink before returning to the couch. He sat sideways and let Cas sit against his chest.

Dean pressed his cheek against Cas’ slightly damp hair.

“I got some new shampoo.” Castiel commented.

“I noticed. It smells nice.” Dean breathed in the new scent and pressed a kiss into his dark hair. Cas hummed in content and pressed himself further into Dean who only held onto him tighter.

“It was coconut and shea butter. I initially picked it up by mistake, but it sounded kinda nice so I kept it.” Cas told him and turned his head so he could kiss Dean properly.

“You should buy it next time.” Dean said when they broke apart. Cas just smiled again.