Started: 17.07.20
Rewritten/Finished: 20.04.14
Words: 2,045
Samifer, Destiel (Implied)
“Remind me again why you thought doing this in the time it took him to shower would be a good idea?”
“Because he’d definitely be surprised.” The giant smiled triumphantly as he got the streamers untangled.
Cas looked down at the bag of balloons, tilting his head in confusion, “What am I supposed to do with these?”
Sammy?
Dean rolled his eyes, “You don’t have to breath, I figured you could blow them up faster than we could.”
The giant froze, eyes immediately going to the kitchen door, … yeah?
You’re not going to join me?
He pushed the decorations to one side, climbing up onto the island to hang the streamers, join you…?
Where do you think?
Oh, right, sorry, he shook his head at his own stupidity, I ugh, I can’t right now. His brows creased in confusion as he reached for tape that wasn’t in his hand, what the…? He looked back over the island and dug it out of the pile of decorations, won’t you be done soon, anyway? Not really a point in joining the shower if you’re already clean.
I guess…
He blew out a breath of relief and taped the corner of the streamer.
I changed my mind, by the way.
His hand faltered and he nearly dropped the tape on his brother, it luckily landed on the kitchen island.
“Dude, watch it!”
“S-sorry.” He scooped it back up and turned his attention to the other corner of the streamer, as Dean got out from under him, … What?
I’m taking a bath instead.
Oh, okay.
Sooo…?
So… what?
You gonna join me or what?
Oh, right. He shook his head again before reaching for another streamer, sorry Luce, but I showered while you were out, so I’m already clean.
Who said anything about cleaning ourselves?
That made Sam burst out laughing, hand sliding off the wall, nearly making him fall off the island, startling the other two. He caught himself just in time, and tried to keep the embarrassment off his face.
Dean gave him a concerned look, “Whatcha doing up there, Sammy?”
“Ugh, nothing, sorry.”
“Hey, uh,” Dean took a cautious step toward him, “maybe you shouldn’t be so… elevated.” He raised an eyebrow at him, “Y’know cause of the thin air, and all that.”
“I’m fine.” The youngest waved a dismissive hand, before turning back to the streamers, “Besides you’re too short to reach up here.”
“Well maybe we could get Cas to use his-” the blonde turned back to the angel and groaned, as he was still starring at the bag of balloons, “Dude, what the hell?”
Cas turned confused eyes to the hunter, “I don’t…”
Dean rolled his eyes before grabbing one out of the pack, blowing it up, before tying off the end, raising an eyebrow at the angel, “Think you manage the rest of them?”
The giant taped the last corner before taking a small step back to admire his handy work. He nodded once to himself before carefully getting off the island.
I guess that means you don’t want to get dirty either?
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