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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[It takes Castiel a moment or two, but he does pick up on the innuendo, though he doesn't comment on it. It's difficult to tell if Dean means that sincerely or if he's saying it just to say it, to be funny.

They're interrupted by Sam soon after, anyway, though both of them manage to keep straight faces regardless of what they've just done. Castiel keeps focused on the bandages until he's finished, glancing up when Dean compliments his work.]

Thank you. [Dean does have a point, but he appreciates the words all the same. He pulls back then, despite wanting to tug Dean toward the door with him. He feels like he needs to watch his hands, or he'll overdo it.]

Are you hungry? If he made food for us, we should probably have some...

Starving.

[ It's not like Abaddon ate anything while she was possessing him. Dean brushes past him a moment, just so he can duck into his room and change into a pair of loose, well-worn jeans and a tshirt that's been washed so many times it's wearing thin in places. It's one of the most comfortable sets of clothing he owns, which is good because his whole body aches and moving too much makes him regret pretty much everything when the bandages pull against the wound.

He shrugs on an overshirt and slips back out, leading the way to the kitchen to grab some of the soup Sam set on the stove, along with a beer. ]

We need to make sure we check this place over.

[ Sam glances up, unsurprised, but listening. ]

Abaddon dug around in my head. Safe to say she probably knows anything she wants at this point.

[ And he doesn't quite look at Cas when he says it, because that was a fucking mess, even if it ended up better than he anticipated. ]

[Castiel doesn't mind waiting for Dean to get changed before they move into the kitchen where Sam and Boots are waiting. He spoons himself out some soup and goes to sit at the kitchen table, considering what Dean has to say.

It's something he already mentioned, and so he nods. Abaddon now knows where this place is located, even if she won't be able to get in herself because of the wards.

That doesn't mean she won't find a way somehow. After taking a bite of food, Castiel speaks up.]

We'll double-check all of the warding and add some more if possible.

[The Men of Letters may have had a lot of information under their sleeves, but Castiel is (or was) an angel. He's bound to have a few more protections that he can add to this place.]

Yeah, I heard Cas earlier.

[ Sam says it nonchalantly enough, but Dean gives him a narrow-eyed look like he's trying to figure out what else he heard. There's nothing else on his end, though, just Sam tucking his hair behind his ears as he stirs his soup. ]

How're you - [ Sam starts, and Dean raises his eyebrows, neatly cutting him off. ]

Yeah. There were some books in there, extra files on how they built this place, could probably reference those.

[Castiel watches the exchange between the brothers, and from what he can pick up on, Dean's trying to determine if Sam suspects anything.

How could he, when it only just happened? Though even if Sam was aware of their kiss, Castiel doesn't see what would be so problematic about it.

He keeps his mouth shut on that topic, however, focusing on his soup instead.] I'll get working on it as soon as I'm done with this.

[Castiel glances over at Sam.] It's good, thank you. [Dean's usually the one who cooks for them, but Castiel wants to be appreciative either way.]

[ If only Dean realized he seriously doesn't care. Dinner passes fast enough and Sam goes to lay down early, leaving Dean cleaning up the kitchen post-meal and then grabbing two beers. He uncaps them, passing one to Cas and for once the silence isn't uncomfortable.

They ward the bunker a little more, and Dean heals up, slowly but surely, the burn and cuts healing shiny and pink on his skin. More scars to add to the tons he has already but at least he's not dead.

Eventually, they get a lead on something to kill Abaddon - Crowley's grudgingly helpful, and it leaves them hunting halfway across the country to find the way to kill her. Pulling into the hotel, Sam hauls everything up and settles himself at the table in the corner, instantly getting down to research now that they're settled. Dean, on the other hand, glances over at Cas a moment, realizing they've been rolling with this thing between them, sure, but the whole hotel dynamics have changed. Hesitating a moment, he tosses the bag down on the bed and glances at Cas. ]

You cool bunking together?

[Having three people who all require sleep does make it difficult when it comes to motel rooms. Either they're forced to get two rooms, which isn't so problematic as it isn't their own money that they're using in the first place -- or one of them ends up sleeping on a chair or on the floor.

It's been different between him and Dean, mainly in small, private ways. Sharing a bed hasn't happened thus far, but they've reached for each other's hands when they knew Sam wasn't watching, or sat a little too close together while playing with Boots.

Castiel isn't prepared for Dean to make such a suggestion, especially with Sam right there. He glances up from his own bag, stunned for a moment, before nodding slowly.]

That would be fine with me.

[ Sam's not an idiot. He knows that, which means he's picked up on this but he hasn't actually said anything nor has he done anything about it either. Dean's grateful because this isn't a conversation he wants to have, but at this point, well.

He's crashed in enough chairs, and if they're going to go hunting for something to kill a demon, they're going to be doing hotel rooms a lot and while it's not their money, this is dumb.

They're queens, anyway. Not like he hasn't shared a bed with Sam before. (Of course it's different, but.)

Sam, to his credit, doesn't even seem to notice the conversation, thumbing his laptop on while Dean starts sorting through his clothing. ]

Okay. I'm ordering pizza. We'll crash a few hours and hit the place in the morning and hopefully find something.

[Though it may mean they're away from the comfort of the bunker, Castiel's relieved that they've decided to take the fight to Abaddon rather than waiting for her to make her move.

There's another part of him that's worried about Kevin and Boots, left to defend the bunker on their own, but considering one of them is a dragon who is capable of breathing fire, it may be that he's concerned over nothing.

Pizza sounds good, and so Castiel nods to Dean before unpacking his things and then moving to take a seat on the bed.

The bed that they'll be sharing.]

Finding this blade isn't going to be easy. Most didn't even believe it actually existed.

[ He grabs his shower bag and tosses it into the bathroom, along with his toothpaste and tooth brush, and then glances back. ]

Yeah, well, it's gotta exist. We'll find it.

[ Sam glances over at the conversation, settling himself on his bed, long legs stretched out with his laptop plopped on top. Yeah, it won't be easy but they'll figure it out. They don't have any other option. ]

There's enough that we've found that'll get us started. From there it's just putting the pieces together. We have a starting location - that's a lot better than nothing.

[ Dean glances over at Cas, raising his eyebrows, mouthing, see? ]

[Castiel can only imagine that whatever this blade might bring with it, it won't be good. It's not something they should be toying with lightly, and while Abaddon needs to be eliminated, they're undertaking a large risk in the process.

That blade once belonged to Cain, after all. As the tool in the first act of human violence, it's no doubt extremely powerful.]

There's bound to be someone guarding it.

[Either that, or it will be in some impossible-to-find place. But if that's the case, then they'll need to find whoever has that information.

For now, though, what they need to immediately focus on is getting rest. Castiel eyes Dean, wondering when he's going to stop moving around nervously and settle onto the bed.]

So we'll ice 'em or we'll take it and run.

[ not like it's that hard, okay, they'll figure something out. And yeah, he's planning on getting into the bed eventually, it's just - it's fucking weird right now, okay, give him a second. He'll get his shit under control eventually.

It takes a shower, dinner and a laptop in his lap but he finally does settle, and it's-- god, it's so fucking weird, okay, he's got his feet under the blankets, and it feels like he's some kind of old married dude, waiting for his wife or something.

Sam's already sacked out in the bed opposite, doing an impressive impression of a starfish in his sleep, taking up the whole goddamn bed, his soft breathing more soothing than anything else in the room. ]

[Castiel still feels that Dean may be underestimating the situation. He would have been confident if he still had his Grace, but having lost it, every new challenge seems more dangerous than the one before it.

Not that he intends on turning away or bailing out. He's here until the end with Sam and Dean, and he's even prepared to give his life if he has to.

Granted, that isn't exactly part of his plan, but the point is that his loss of power hasn't curbed his devotion.

Castiel goes through a few slices of pizza and then takes a shower after Dean, wandering out of the bathroom in pajamas and toweling damp hair as he goes to get on his side of the bed.

He peers at the laptop, speaking under his breath so as to not disturb Sam.] What are you doing?

[ Probably is, yeah. It's not like he's ever done that before. Castiel comes in with wet hair and pjs sticking to damp skin and Dean doesn't bother stopping himself from taking a second look, lips twisted into a faintly amused smile at the weirdness of this. Could be worse.

At least this isn't as painfully uncomfortable as it was before. ]

Trying to find anything on it while we have an internet connection, mostly.

[ Killing time so he doesn't act like a fucking weirdo when Castiel finally crawls into bed. He finally does, though, and Dean slides the laptop shut and under the bed so he doesn't sit on it, stretching out on his back.

Normally, he's better at this. He hasn't forgotten how to do this - casual things like just laying in bed but it's not like this is the normal way. ]

You brush your teeth and floss and do mouthwash?

[ Teasing is easier, and it dodges subjects he'd rather not bring up. ]

[The fact that Dean puts the laptop away almost immediately indicates that he'd really just been passing the time. There was no need for him to stay up on Castiel's account, but saying that won't make a bit of different. Dean hardly ever listens.

Castiel's in the middle of trying to work his legs under the covers when Dean checks with him on his oral hygiene, as if he's a child who has to be monitored.

He's quiet for a moment, glaring at the wall before he confesses.]

... I don't enjoy flossing.

[Which means he's been avoiding it. Why does so much work have to be put into the care of teeth, of all thing?]

No one does, except for Sam.

[ Dad had been super intense with regards to getting their teeth clean and keeping them that way when they were on the road. They didn't have time for cavities or poor hygiene in that aspect. ]

You'll like cavities a whole helluva lot less, though, let me tell you.

[ He stretches his arms up, wiggling in between the sheets and feels his back crack into place, a soft little mmm of contentment following. ]

Too bad you can't just angel squeegee them clean anymore.

[When Dean stretches out, Castiel does the same on his side, stretching until he feels a few things pop. It relieves some of the tension built up in his body, hiding in his joints. He'd never realized that simply being human brought about so many aches and pains.]

What is it like? To get a cavity. Have you ever had one?

[It's true, hygiene and cleanliness had never been a concern of Castiel's before now. There's so much time of the day dedicated to it, between everything he has to do for his teeth and then showering. At least his hair dries on its own.]

When I try to get the floss between my teeth, my hands get in the way -- particularly with the molars.

Shitty. Got one and my dad got pissed.

[ It's not really funny to think about, not really, because he remembers at the time he'd been fucking crushed that his body had let him down when their dad depended on them for so much - when Sam did. It'd been barely anything at all but he'd missed candy and sugar a helluva lot after it all happened and his dad had practically outlawed it. ]

They gotta numb you up with needles and take a drill and drill out all the...stuff.

[ He rolls onto his side, daring to actually look at Cas. ]

We can get you these like- hell, I dunno what they're called. Little flosser things. Make it easier to get those spots.

[Castiel doesn't understand at first, why Dean's father would be upset at him for something his body did. But considering the lecture about oral hygiene, John must have thought Dean had been neglectful.

At the description of what it all entails, Castiel puts a hand up to his mouth and frowns deeply, horrified at the very idea of being put through something like that. All because of tooth decay?

It's barbaric.]

I'll need to become more serious about taking care of my teeth. I'm willing to try these... flosser things.

[Whatever they are.]

[ Dean's not too concerned about it, anymore. He can talk about his dad and it's not a huge thing, not a horrible ache in his chest that he can't shake no matter how hard he tries. It still hurts, but he can talk about it easier. That's good, he supposes. ]

And mouthwash.

[ Dean rolls over and gives him an appraising little look, his lips twitching into a smirk. ]

You'd probably like something weird like bubble gum or something.

Bubble gum flavor?

[Castiel frowns, not certain he likes the sound of that. Things that are overly sweet don't tend to work well with his palette, something that Dean seems eternally bothered by.]

We'll have to find out.

[That's one of the decent parts about being human, he has a whole new set of things to learn. It isn't all bad, he'll admit that. For instance, being able to shift over slightly and rest his head on Dean's shoulder. It's a small thing, but something he finds he enjoys.

He's still getting used to indulging in the things that he likes, even when it's something like this.]

Ain't all bad.

[ He knows Cas is weird about sweets but it's kind of funny all the same. He thinks he'd probably hate the bubblegum flavor anyway - wasn't enough like bubblegum for it to be good, no doubt. Either way, the talk about toothpaste and teeth care fades to the background when Castiel shifts over and puts his head on Dean's shoulder. Jesus, he's turning into a frigging chick over here. There's a brief pause of hesitation and then Dean reaches around and shifts, rolling onto his back so Cas can settle against his side, Dean's arm curled around his shoulders. ]

Smooth, man.

[ Though for all his teasing, he approves. ]

[Castiel's learned by now that Dean only responds well to things like this if he does them when Sam either isn't present or isn't paying attention. Seeing how Sam's fallen asleep already, it had been the perfect opportunity. This is their first time sharing a bed, and it seems logical that they make the most of it.

He shifts around as Dean re-positions himself , and soon enough they're lying side by side, flush against each other. Castiel has learned by now that Dean is very comfortable.

He makes note of the sarcasm and smiles briefly.]

And what would you consider smooth?

[ There's a certain level of safety in knowing that Sam is asleep. He doesn't know why it matters- Sam already knows, it's not like this is some kind of a secret, exactly (except for it sort of is) but it's just easier if it's just them right now until Dean wraps his head around how this is going to work.

Cas, thankfully, doesn't seem to have the same inhibitions; he curls up flush against him and Dean presses his face into messy, dark hair with a little yawn. ]

Nah, that was totally smooth. I'm in awe.

[Castiel doesn't have any intentions of hiding things from Sam either, but he also realizes that they don't need to be public and obvious with any of this. He closes his eyes, though he's still very much awake, shaking his head against Dean.]

No, I meant it. If you have some tips or advice for the future, I'm happy to hear them.

[He delivers it in that neutral way to make it almost impossible to tell if he's serious or actually teasing. He wouldn't mind getting some idea of what Dean likes, though, if only to surprise him with it later.]

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apparently like 5 weeks is enough time for me to forget how they find the stupid blade

i feel you i really do

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I SWEAR BY FLOSSER THINGS

hahahahaha

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