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Dean’s been dreaming about his year-end bonus. Despite working fewer hours since Cas moved in, Dean has been remarkably productive, so there ought to be something good in store for him. He’s always invested his previous bonuses, but this year he’s been fantasizing about using some of that money to go somewhere with Cas. He can’t take much time off work, but they can figure something out. A weekend in a cabin in Aspen, maybe? Dean doesn’t ski, and he’s sure Cas doesn’t ski, but they can just have sex in front of the fireplace all weekend. So pretty much the same as the past ten or twelve weekends, except for the fireplace. Dean doesn’t have a fireplace.
Dean with Pokemon slays me because they would love him so damn much. Just ridiculous levels of physical affection at all times. And at first Dean isn’t sure about having more things around that are reliant on him, but pretty soon he gets used to being constantly loved on. Warm bodies in his lap and riding on his back and snuggled up against his legs at bedtime. Playing with his hair and nibbling on his clothes. Hanging off his limbs, holding his hands, riding on his feet while he walks. And they don’t expect anything of him, they don’t make any demands on him, beyond letting them stay in his presence and continue loving him.
I want Dean surrounded by creatures who adore him until he starts to internalize the idea that he’s worthy of it.
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