The Playing House Domestic Shipping Meme ♡

The Playing House Domestic Shipping Meme.

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THE LIST!
01] baby
Suddenly, there's a new addition to your family! Are you expecting? Adopting? Struggling to find the perfect name for your child? Or maybe you're up at a ridiculous hour in the morning because they're crying like crazy.

02] just married
Congratulations! You and your loved (?) one are about to start a whole new life together! It's time for the honeymoon...

03] house hunting
Are you seeking out an apartment? A dream house? Or just any old place, as long as you're with your other? Make sure to weigh your options very carefully...

04] household chores
It's time to clean/cook/garden/take care of something! Do you work together, or does one of you hide until everything is done?

05] shopping
Whether it's for furniture, groceries, or something in between, shopping is something that everybody must do at some point in time! What varies is if they like it or not.

06] family vacation
WE'RE OFF TO DIDNEY WOOOOOOOOORL or wherever
... well, as long as the kids are happy, right...? You may not be happy (or maybe you are), but it's mainly about ~family bonding~.

07] romantic retreat
It's you and your loved one's anniversary, and you decide it's time to take some time off and take them somewhere nice, where you only have each other.

08] comfort
Is somebody sick in bed? Or perhaps they just had a bad day? Sometimes, a good breakfast in bed or a home-cooked meal can really lift the spirits! Or perhaps you want to try medicine, or laughter, or something else?

09] pet
Suddenly, you have another addition to the family! Is it a puppy? A kitty? A fierce dragon? Whatever it is, make sure to give it a name and to take good care of it!

10] holiday
Happy birthday/New Years/Christmas/Valentine's Day/whatever! It's a very special day that only comes once a year, so make it count!

11] argument
Oh, no, who left the stove on... Or maybe it's about why they were out late last night? Either way, there is a lot of tension today, and one of you may or may not be sleeping on the couch tonight.

12] making up
It's time to make amends for that fight/divorce/whatever you had before! After all, you love each other... right?

13] surprise, surprise
You are feeling rather loving tonight, so you want to remind the other person how much you cherish and appreciate them... if it's by something cute and adorable or hot and sexy is completely up to you.

14] proposal
~~SHUT UP THIS TOTALLY FITS~~ You've been with your other for what feels like forever, and finally you want to tie the knot with them. Will you go down on one knee before them, or get a little creative?

15] other
I know I'm forgetting like a bajillion and one different things here, so this is the option for that!

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[ Honestly, he's glad that Sam and Cas don't suggest going right now. He doesn't even want to consider it. If anything, it sounds way better to head out tomorrow, when he's had a night to rest and relax and it's not as if anyone will be going in there any time soon. ]

Yeah, I'm beat.

[ Sam rolls his eyes at the unintentional pun (okay, may be a little intentional) and shifts to his feet with a little nod. ]

Night, Sammy.

[ With a yawned out g'night and thanks for the food, Sam makes his way to the bedroom with his laptop, leaving Dean munching idly on some french fries. ]

So. Roast beef everything you wanted and more?

[They're all in agreement, then. That seems to be happening more and more lately, which is a welcome change from when they'd butted heads all the time.

Castiel bids Sam good night and takes a moment to enjoy the peace and quiet, glancing over to Dean when he asks his question.]

It's acceptable. I'm full, though.

[Not a pleasant feeling, to be overly full, and so he stops himself, grabbing for a scrap of meat and handing it to Boots under the table, who takes it carefully from him.]

I don't understand, Dean. Why do some humans see homosexuality as something to be hated and feared?

[ Yeah, he's grateful for it, honestly. Not like he doesn't like the occasional bickering, but he's exhausted. Doesn't want to fight, not that much. ]

He's gonna get fat if you feed him like that.

[ Dean starts cleaning up, adjusting his shirt up where it's ridden up just a touch, and stops abruptly at that question. ]

You're the one that's been peepin' on humanity for forever. The big man upstairs supposedly wasn't kosher with it in the book, so everyone decided that seemed like a good idea.

[Castiel doesn't think a scrap of food here or there will make much difference, but he refrains from giving Boots any more, which causes the dragon to let out a huff and walk off to another part of the room to sulk.

Not that it would matter that much if Boots put on weight. He's a pet, after all, and Castiel's come to learn that part of the reason for having a pet is to pamper it.

When Dean mentions the Bible, Castiel lets out an annoyed sigh.] Except that God didn't write the Bible, Dean. People did. They decided on that arbitrary rule for themselves.

[Most of what's written in that book is complete nonsense, and Castiel wishes that people would stop swearing by it.]

Yeah, well, people don't like shit that's weird.

[ Dean wipes down the table, not quite looking at Cas. ]

You've been 'round us enough, you should know. People get freaked when they see something different. I mean, aside from supernatural shit. I'm talkin' anything outside of suburban soccer mom kinda life.

[Castiel understands the concept of being afraid of the unknown and wanting to persecute it for that reason, but...]

It's not as if these people have horns or fangs or they're hurting people. They simply like to be with those who have the same set of genitals.

[He stands up and takes the dishes back to the kitchen, shaking his head.] I don't see what's so objectionable about it.

[ It's such a painfully Castiel thing to say. Dean glances back at him and finds his lips twitching up despite himself, leaning against the counter after he's snagged himself a beer. ]

Sure would make things easier. Least you know how to handle the equipment, right?

[ And god, okay, he thinks he's gonna regret asking this, but the words slip out anyway. ]

How do angels work with that? Seein' as you guys don't have junk, really, unless you're in a body.

[It's not a surprise that Dean would be curious about that, but Castiel simply shrugs, leaning himself up against the opposite counter.

They should both be getting to sleep so that they're ready for tomorrow, but now that they're speaking about this they may as well let the conversation come to a natural end. And he doesn't mind explaining.]

Well, in true form angels aren't exactly able to copulate. We can do something similar, but it's far more mental than it is physical, and it's not very common.

[He glances down at himself, shrugging his shoulders.] Of course, now I'm bound to this body, so it seems I'll have to get used to having... junk.

[ He's not too worried- he's used to not getting much sleep. Today shouldn't be any different. Even if he sleeps in a few hours he'll still get more than the normal amount of rest. ]

...Wait, okay, hang on.

[ Dean grins, just a little bit as he shifts on the counter, beer clasped loosely in his hands. ]

So you guys...just kinda pop into being alive? And hey, havin' junk isn't hard. [ And god, okay, he doesn't know why he's asking this, but it's kind of hilarious. ] You know how it all works, right.

Yes, we're created fully formed.

[Castiel had thought Dean had known that, but it's possible he never spelled it out for him until now. But there's nothing like birth for angels, not really. They just come into being.

At Dean's question, Castiel rolls his eyes and then bows his head.] Of course I do. [Not that he's had much occasion to actually make use of it.

For the most part, Castiel pretends that it isn't there, as it's easier that way. But sometimes it has a mind of its own and responds to things, and he tries to ignore that too.]

Weird.

[ Like really weird, but hey, angels. At this point nothing ought to surprise him.

And screw you, buddy, he sees that eye roll. Dean takes a long mouthful of his beer and snorts. ]

Well, that's something. Still think we oughta take you to a cathouse some time. You gotta car but you aren't driving it.

[ It's easy to slip into this - teasing about this kind of thing, when really, anything relating to that has been the last thing on his mind lately. ]

[Castiel doesn't see what his progress with learning how to drive has to do with whether or not he goes to a "cathouse" (and what kind of term is that?), but either way, he isn't nearly as amused with Dean.

And he's still not making eye contact.]

I would like to think that if I'm going to have sex, it could at least be with someone who I don't have to pay for it.

[He doesn't need it that badly, he's not desperate. He's gone years and years without sex, so he can keep on going without it as far as he's concerned. If it happens, then he'd be fine with that, but he's not going to go pay some poor woman to service him.

It may be a common human custom, but Castiel finds it barbaric.]

[ Yeah, he notices that, too, and it's so fucking easy to tease about this, his lips twitching up a little further. ]

It's not like you'd pay.

[ Him and Sam have all the money, and it's not technically even theirs, really but that's neither here nor there. ]

Could let Sammy 'n me wingman you at a bar. Pretty easy to make nice with ladies there.

[It doesn't matter whose money it is, it's the principle of the thing, but Dean must know that.

He doesn't understand why Dean is so invested in whether or not he has sex, but having the pressure put on like this is enough to make Castiel shift his weight uncomfortably.]

I don't see how it's a priority. [Because it isn't, not in the slightest.]

... What's a wingman?

Someone who helps you hook up with someone you're interested in. [ At least, most of the time. Dean tilts his head, considering. ] Or, you know, takes one for the team and makes sure that someone else doesn't try to ruin you guys talking.

[ But Cas is right, it's not a priority. It's kind of funny to think about, but not something that Dean thinks has a chance of really happening. ]

I dunno. Suppose when we get you back to normal it won't really matter, huh?

[Castiel can understand why Dean would think he'd need help when it comes to romantic or sexual endeavors, but the idea of him and Sam hovering over him while he makes pathetic attempts at small talk sounds like a nightmare.

He's going to pass on that.

Dean's final remark is probably meant to cheer him up, but it does the exact opposite. Castiel sighs, pushing away from the counter and then heading out into the main room.]

If I get back to normal, you mean.

[ Yeah, he seems to realize he's opened his mouth and inserted his foot as soon as Cas moves away from the counter.

Goddamnit.

Dean drains his beer and rinses it, settling the bottle next to the sink so he can follow after him. ]

Pretty sure we'll find a way.

And 'sides, if not, well. We got plenty of room here, right?

[ And that's said a little more slowly, not quite hesitantly. The haven't talked too much about the future. What if Cas doesn't stay? ]

[Dean may be sure, but Castiel isn't.

More than that, he doesn't know that he deserves to return to his former self, not when he's responsible for all of his siblings losing their wings.

The offer from Dean is more noteworthy, though, causing him to pause and turn around, eyebrows raised.]

That's true. I also don't know what Boots would do if I was absent for too long.

[It's his way of saying that so long as he's like this, he'll be staying.]

He'd throw a fit. Boots is way too attached.

[ because Dean knows nothing about horrific codependency issues. N O T H I N G at all. ]

...Guess it's getting late.

[ Because this is seriously veering into territory that isn't teasing Cas so it's 50% more awkward. Escaping to go sleep sounds like a good idea. ]

[Castiel doesn't mind. He'd already been heading toward his room, and sleeping seems much more doable than speaking about the future right now.

Which is strange, to think he could ever get used to sleep. It hasn't been an easy process, but right now his body is fatigued and he imagines it will be simple enough to drift off.]

It is. I'll see you in the morning, Dean.

[And with that he heads for his room. Boots follows after him, apparently wanting to sleep on the bed tonight.]

[ Dean tries to sleep, but it's near impossible unless he's actually exhausted most of the time. Instead, he hangs out in the living room, curled up and sipping another beer as he watches a movie.

Boots comes out eventually - snuffling and crawling up into his lap to thud his head down, and nose it into his belly. Dean escorts him back to Cas' bedroom with a yawn once he's ready to hit the hay, making sure he doesn't disturb the other man too much, and then flops face-first onto his own bed.

The next day passes quickly enough - Dean wears a high collared shirt for the bruises and that night, they dig up the grave, Sam holding a gun at the ready while Dean salts and burns. Once it's done, the ghost flickering out of existence, Dean tilts his head back to glance at them. ]

Probably oughta keep an eye on things, make sure there isn't anything else weird goin' on once that place opens up again.

[The salt and burn goes smoothly, with no unexpected visitors or anything else that might have come up, and so Castiel's willing to relax at least slightly. There hasn't been any news about the club other than it being closed for a few days, so they may have put this ghost to rest.

He understands why Dean wants to be certain, though. They have to see to it that each job is actually done before moving onto the next one, and there have been plenty of times when things seem fine when they're not.]

We can drive by there tomorrow and see if there's anything out of the ordinary.

[Castiel certainly isn't above breaking in, either.]

Yeah, sounds -

[ And then Sam opens his mouth, tossing the shovel back in the back of the Impala. ]

Wasn't most of that stuff happening inside?

[ Dean turns, giving him a long look. ]

Yeah?

So, shouldn't someone go inside and make sure it's taken care of?

I can do it.

[Castiel jumps at the opportunity to volunteer. He hasn't done all that much work on this hunt. Sam did the research, Dean fought the ghost and set off the sprinkler system...

He can at least manage this much.]

I don't think there's any need to go in as a pair this time. [If all he's going to do is observe, then he can do that on his own.]

Not if the place is closed, no.

[ Thank god for small blessings, he supposes. The enthusiasm doesn't go missed, either. Dean glances back at him, not quite sure if he's as pleased about that, but he's been alive thousands of years. He can handle himself. ]

Just do a quick sweep, Cas. No reason to stick around.

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