Bee Mine
Human and lonely in the bunker, Cas is cheered when a mystery craftsperson starts leaving him tiny bees.
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This is a smol submission for DeanCas Smol Things 2018 - A smol fic by me, with smol arts by the awesome Nera_Solani.
Kindly beta'd by the delightful captainbunnicula.
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Tags: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Bees, Domesticity, Smol Things, Fluff, Just gross fluff, Human!Cas, Dean Crochets, Sam Eats Greens, Cas is lonely
Rating: PG-13
Wordcount: 1,275
It was the middle of winter when the bees started to appear.
The first one Castiel found nestled in his favorite coffee mug, the one with tiny insects and honeycomb shapes that Sam had given him at Christmas. The small crochet bee was lucky it didn’t get a hot Sumatran-blend bath, as it wasn’t even seven a.m. and Castiel did not do mornings well.
He was tiny, slightly lumpy but charming, and Castiel had no idea where he might have come from. For some reason, he didn’t feel inclined to ask. He slipped the bee into the pocket of his sweatpants and shuffled sleepily back to his room.
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