S'All About Subtext

Hi I'm Kris and I cry about Dean a lot.

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Sam looks through the screen of his phone, grinning as he watches Castiel cradling the kitten. The red light blinks on the device, letting him know that, yes, he is recording and, yes, he will have blackmail when this is all over.

Castiel raises Dean up, still supporting his bottom, Dean’s tail curling up around on of his little legs. Dean looks over, pinning his ears down when he sees the smirk on his brother’s face, letting out a hoarse, “MREOW!”

The angel laughs, ignoring Dean’s distaste, instead kissing his forehead to calm him down. That just brings the olive eyes back to him, Dean glowering at Castiel, demanding he stop before Sam gets smart and posts this one YouTube or something.

“Meow!” He whines.

“Meow,” Castiel replies, then kisses Dean’s nose. Sam’s glad he’s getting this all on footage.