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Stiles Winchester Verse (x): Cas comes home early and discovers that his son and Derek are having sex (if the moans and grunts are anything to go by). And even though he is surprisingly calm about it, Dean isn’t.
“Dean, ‘the talk’ doesn’t have to be awkward-“ Cas said as he tried to calm his husband down, but the hunter was already pacing the room back and forth after having immediately rejected the idea of talking with their son about being ‘intimate’ with his boyfriend. “Cas, I am not talking with our seventeen year old kid about sex things. Christ, I thought we had at least 5 more years until something like this happened.” He sighed. The angel rolled his eyes. Leave it to Dean to freak out about their son relieving some of his urges.
“Dean, you’re making too much of a big deal about this. It’s fine! We’ll make sure he’s practicing safe sex, and that he’s being careful and that’ll be it. And I thought I was going to be the one panicking when we found out Stiles was having sex.” He admitted. Dean’s face turned into a look of disbelief. “I don’t know how you’re not freaking out right now, babe. Our son is having sex!” He shrieked. As soon as the words left the hunter’s mouth his green eyes had widened and he buried his face in his handsgroaning, “Oh my god. Our baby is having sex, Cas. And with a werewolf of all people!”
Cas shook his head. “In case you haven’t noticed, Dean. We weren’t the normalest of families to begin with.” The angel reminded softly. They stayed like that for a few more minutes, Cas staring at Dean while the other man remained leaning against the wall, face still covered by his hands until he finally exhaled deeply and questioning moodily, “I know, I know. But how about put this conversation aside until we get back from some nice, mind-numbing drinks, yeah?”
Cas furrowed his eyebrows at the question, wondering if Dean had forgotten about his little issue with alcohol. “Dean, you know I can’t get drunk-“ He starts to say when his husband suddenly interjects, “Yeah, Cas, well I can. So leave Stiles a note that says we’ll be back later and let’s go. I’ll be in the car.” Dean grabs his keys and makes to open the door when Castiel grins and quips, “You do know that he’ll just use this as an opportunity to take advantage of an empty house again, right?” The hunter stops his movements and Castiel can see his tensed posture as he slowly turns around, eyes narrowed and mouth in a tight line.
“Okay, that’s it. We’re never leaving that kid home alone ever again.”
Pumpkin’s last words: “Bring it on.”
Dean Winchester’s last words: “I have a bad feeling about this…”
Sam Winchester’s last words: “(apparently you died while drunk)”
Castiel’s last words: “But I thought this was the guy’s side!”