#lamb!dean

Lamb!Dean and wolf!Cas~

Dean was way too young to remember their first meeting, but Cas - who was almost ten back then - remembers it perfectly.  It was the first time when he saw a baby that was not a wolf- such tiny, warm, sweet smelling creature that smiled at everything, including Cas. Castiel’s father put his hand on the shoulder and told him that leading a pack  means not only taking care of the wolves living in it. And then Mrs. Winchester let him hold little Dean for a while, and Cas was fascinated with his curiosity and complete lack of fear. He never thought he will meet Dean almost 22 years later, though. 

(I’m still trying to remember how to draw... I’m so out of practice ;w;)

“Where are you going?” he asked, taking in the lamb’s get up. “I’m going to the university. Introduce myself and maybe get some books,” Dean answered. Castiel put down his work but Dean held up his hands to stop him at once. “I can do it alone. I’m not a child.” “I don’t want you to get lost,” Castiel told him and Dean rolled his eyes at him. “It’s a big city.” “And I’m a big boy,” Dean said with a snort and Castiel didn’t think it wise to remind him that he was really quite short. “And I can always ask for directions. It’s not like people will turn away from me when I need help.” Dean batted his eyelashes exaggeratedly. "I know I'm adorable and I will use it to my advantage." Castiel sighed but nodded. Dean was of course right; people would be keen to help a young lamb. They wouldn’t treat Dean the same as him. On top of that he knew it wasn’t his place to deny or grant permission – he wasn’t the lamb’s mother after all.

Dean still has a lot of catching up to do until he’s as tall as Cas! ;D

I continue spamming you with bad sketches but I’m enjoying myself. *lol*

(I don’t know who Little Bo Peep is and google was a bit vague.)

*casually slides you some old school lamb!Verse Destiel*