#katentious

THEN I SHALL

yep though I can't remember what it was my mind is just a black hole of tw atm

And so it came to pass.

Everything is right in the world again.

Kate: Weebils fall down? Oh. AWESOME.

A banging noise and a yelp of pain came from outside the bathroom door. “OW.” Sam groaned pointedly, wincing and rubbing at his head from where he’d smacked it on the nightstand. “Fuck,” Dean said around his mouthful of Castiel. Castiel sighed. “We should stop,” he said in a strained whisper. Dean pulled back and rested on his heels. “You sure?” “Well, it appears your brother is awake. But I suppose if you care to continue, I certainly won’t complain,” he replied with a smirk. “You’re full of surprises.” Dean remarked, standing up. “We oughta wait.” Castiel nodded as he tried to make himself presentable. “Yes. That might be best.” Dean zipped his jeans and fastened them. “You ready?” He asked Castiel quietly. Castiel smiled demurely and gave Dean a peck on the lips before heading towards the door. Sam had moved into a sitting position, his face buried in his hands. He glanced up when the doorknob to the bathroom rattled, and a frown crossed his face. “Dean?” “Yeah, everything’s fine.” Dean blurted. “Can you go get me some ice from down the hall?” “Um. Sure?” He looked at the door oddly, as if he could see through it and look directly at his brother. “You sound... weird. Are you positive everything’s okay?” “What? Yeah, I’m good.” Dean reached for the doorknob, even though Castiel already had a hand on it. He stumbled forward and the door opened under his weight. Sam watched as his older brother appeared, then snorted, shaking his head slightly. “Still sort of drunk, Dean? I know you drank more than me, but you’re usually better with your alcohol than I am.” Castiel stepped out of the bathroom. “From my observations, that doesn’t seem as though it’d be that difficult.” Sam gave a slight laugh, moving to stand up from the bed. “It’s not, usually, I’m lightweight compared to Dean.” Sam suddenly stopped and glanced at Castiel, then at Dean, before looking at the door to the bathroom. His eyes resumed their track once more before he settled on Castiel. “Were... were you two just... in there... t-together?” He asked, his face paling and his eyes widening. “Considering we both exited the room in succession, I think that that would be the most logical conclusion,” Castiel replied, stifling a chuckle. Sam’s eyes widened further, and his jaw dropped open slightly in his astonishment. “Doing what exactly?” As soon as the words escaped his lips, he clapped his hands down firmly over his ears and shook his head, striding quickly toward the door. “Nope! No, never mind, shut up, I don’t want to know!”