Title: Falling For You All Over Again
Author:
xephwritesPairings: Dean/Castiel
Rating: pg 13
Word Count: 538
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural, or any of its characters. Just playing with toys that are not mine. I promise to return them (mostly) undamaged!
Spoilers: none. Verse is AU at this point
Summary: It's outdoor chore weekend, and Castiel falls for Dean. Literally this time.
Warnings: boykissing, fluff, playing in the dirt, overly amused Sam
Notes: For my
kissbingo square "type : dirty" I think this is the shortest one in this verse....
Off-topic note: OMG IT"S SNOWING!! YAY!!! ♥♥♥♥
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They moved into a house on the outskirts of Lawrence shortly after Castiel came back. Castiel managed to get a job with the local community college teaching theology. He was a well liked teacher, and was even approached by the university satellite campus for translation work. Dean remained in construction, despite the mild awkwardness that Linda created after his failed blind date. She let it go after the first time Castiel showed up with lunch for everyone at the site and realized just how perfect they were for each other.
It was a beautiful and warm week, meaning it was chore weekend. Castiel was up on a ladder, washing down the windows while Dean gave the Impala a tune up. When Dean emerged from under the hood, Castiel was tempted to spray him with the hose. Instead, he gripped the ladder and tried to catch his breath.
Dean was covered in oil and grime, a small damp ring of sweat around his shirt collar. Dean stretched, his shirt lifting and revealing a small patch of stomach.
Castiel was on the ground, his back screaming in pain. Thankfully, the soft mud made the fall a little less painful. Dean was standing over him, concern on his face.
“What happened?” Dean asked as he knelt carefully beside his lover.
“Cleaning windows, saw you, ended up on the ground,” Castiel said, still a bit disoriented from the fall. Dean burst out laughing.
“So you fell for me literally,” Dean teased. “You’re filthy, you know.” Castiel held up to inspect his mud-covered hands.
“So are you,” he said with a small growl, pulling Dean down for a kiss. Castiel could taste dirt, engine oil and Dean all rolled into one. It was perfect.
They rolled in the mud for a few moments, kissing and laughing, flinging small bits of dirt at each other.
“This is pretty damned gross,” Dean said as he kissed Castiel’s jaw. Dean turned to the side and spit out a mouthful of dirt before going back to kiss again.
“And the time you demanded we make love in a mausoleum while covered in revenant guts wasn’t?” Castiel teased, tugging a clump of newly sprouted grass out of Dean’s hair.
“That was then,” Dean said, capturing Castiel’s lips in another kiss. “We’re respectable now.”
“Says the man rolling around in the dirt with his boyfriend.”
“Next time you fall off a ladder because of my irresistible hotness, I’ll leave you there,” Dean teased.
They kissed for a few more minutes before they were hit with a strong blast of icy cold water. They sputtered and broke apart. The sound of Sam’s laughter filled the air.
“Told you two that I’d turn the hose on you,” Sam said as he turned the spray off.
“Ever consider calling before showing up?” Dean shot at his brother with a laugh.
“Next time, I will,” Sam said as he laughed at the two men on the ground.
“Have I ever told you you’re the worst cock-blocker in the world?” Dean snarled as he flung a handful of mud at his brother.
“Or the best, depending on how you look at it,” Sam said as he ducked a clump of mud thrown by Castiel.
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