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“Dean Winchester-Novak, I tell you almost everyday you can’t sleep the day away. Just because it’s summer time doesn’t mean you get to hide away up here.” Cas walked into the room. He watched Dean moaned and pull the sheet over his head. “Come on, Dean. Rise and shine.”
“I’m not asleep. ‘M j’st restin’ m’ eyes.” Dean mumbled obviously mostly still asleep.
Cas sighed grabbed the sheet above Dean’s head. “You’re not fooling me, Dean.”
He kept his eyes closed. “Shh, I’m sleeping.”
“You’re such a child. Sit up, come on.” Cas pulled Dean onto his back. He took Dean’s hand and lifted him into sitting position. “Hold yourself up.”
“No.” Dean mumbled slowly blinking.
“Everybody is awake, you should be as well.” Cas smiled. “Put some pants on and get on down stairs.”
“Fine.” Dean swung his legs over the side of the bed.
“You better be down in 5 minutes.” Cas pointed as he walked out of the room to take Lennox and Cayden down stairs. Dean’s eyes slowly fell closed and he didn’t remember falling backwards on the bed and falling back asleep. He just remember waking up with a snort and wiping drool off his cheek. “Alright, mister. I let you sleep for another hour. Have you gotten enough sleep?”
“Sorry. I was gonna get up, but I blinked and when I opened my eyes you were waking me up.” Dean yawned.
“What time did you get to bed last night?” Cas sat down beside the man.
Dean looked at the clock. It was 11:30. “Uhh, you went to bed at 12…I came up here at…ummm…5?”
“Seriously, Dean.” Cas sighed.
“You should be thanking me. I cleaned the whole fucking kitchen.” Dean grunted.
“Why were you up all night cleaning?”
“I couldn’t sleep, so I cleaned.” Dean finally rose to his feet.
Cas followed Dean. “You hate cleaning and love sleep. Did I enter some alternate universe or something?”
“I think you forgot all about the conversation we had late night after all the kids went to bed.” Dean stepped over the kids laying on their stomach watching afternoon TV.
“I don’t understand how that correlates to why you stay up all night cleaning the kitchen?” Cas propped over to the island in the center of the kitchen while Dean pour a big cup of coffee.
Dean shook his head. “You told me that you wanted another baby. Lennox and Cayden are two. You still want another baby even after the year we had after those nuggets were born? We were absolutely broken for two months after a long conversation about our past. I broke my hand and you broke your nose. Then you dislocated your shoulder and I cracked a rib. That wasn’t a good year and you think after a year of calm weather we are ready for yet another kid. You know how mine and your characteristics mix together in the Winchester-Novaks.”
“We managed to tell each other everything in 7 months, Dean. We are completely healed from that year. We are 100% open with each other now. We can do this.” Cas smiled and leaned in closer to Dean.
“There will always be something and I don’t we can handle what ever that is.” Dean responded. “I don’t want everything to fall apart.”
“Everything won’t fall apart, Dean. We are got strong together. Now, we are open with each other. Please, I want to have another baby.” Cas took Dean’s hand. “Just one more baby.”
“One more and we are done, for good.” Dean answered looking into Cas’s eyes.
“We will both go in a get our nut cut together.” Cas smiled and straightened up.
Dean smirked and took a swig of his coffee. “You sure know how to wake someone up in the morning.”
“Been doing it for almost 13 years with you, I should be a professional.” Cas walked out of the kitchen. Dean sat down at the table and savored his coffee and caffeine. He heard the little pitter patter of feet and he opened his eyes to see his youngest baby girl and baby boy trot over to him.
“Daddee.” Lennox smiled.
“Hey, Chicken nugget.” He lifted her into his lap. He looked down at Cayden who was staring up at him with his tiny hands placed on Dean’s nap. “Hey there little mister.”
“Daddee!!” Cayden laughed.
“How are my nuggets?” Dean lifted his son into his lap.
“Horsey! Horsey!” Lennox chanted.
“Yeah! Yeah!” Cayden agreed.
“Y’all are starting early.” Dean set them on the ground. He slid down to his knees and dropped his hands to the ground. He crouched down so the toddler could get on. “What do you tell horsey?”
“Getty up!” The cheered.
Dean smiled and nahed like a horse and trotted into the living room. Cas was curled up on the couch with The green beans and lit up when he saw Dean playing horsey with Lennox and Cayden. It was becoming an almost daily thing that Dean shared with his youngest kids. “Look at Daddy Green beans. Lennox and Cayden got a horsey.”
“No, Papa, that’s Daddy.” Ryan laughed.
Cas scoffed. “No, that’s The nuggets horsey. They are riding their horsey.”
Dean watched the sweet peas sit up and giggle at Dean’s playfulness. “Getty up!” Cayden demanded kicked Dean’s side.
“Alright, alright.” Dean laughed then trotted down the hallway. After two laps Dean’s knees were in a lot of pain. He stopped back in the entrance of the living room and gently laid down. “No more, my children. No mas, Mis Hijos.”
“Getty up, horsey!” Lennox and Cayden chanted.
“No, no, no, no, no.” Dean rolled over on his back and pulled his kids down onto his chest and pecking kisses to their shoulder face and neck. He rose to his feet, carrying the twins in each arm with them tuck under his armpits. “Horsey needs to rest.”
He set them on the ground and he walked to his recliner and sat down on the edge and rubbed his knees. They followed him and gave him their best Sam Winchester Puppy Dog Eyes. They placed both their hand on each of Dean’s knees. They were Daddy’s girl and Daddy’s boy. “Please, Daddee?” Lennox begged.
“No, pumpkin, Daddy’s knee hurt. Y’all can curl up with Daddy if you want.” Dean ran his fingers through her thin, silky smooth hair.
He helped them up and the curled up on either side of him. It was a quiet day. Coffee couldn’t even keep Dean awake. He drifted asleep for the third time. He woke up with a jolt. He accidently let out a gasp; almost scream, but covered his mouth. He looked around and the twins were not at his sides. “You fell asleep again. The Lennox and Cayden on taking their nap. The sweet peas took Riley to the park and you and I are gonna clean up this house and do the chore we have been procrastinating.”
“Yeah, yeah, sorry I got comfy and drifted off.” Dean mumbled as he sat up.
“It’s fine, it’s only the first day of summer. I’ll let you have this one, mister.” Cas smirked and walked off.
He stood and looked around then down at himself. He was still in his pajamas; Sweatpants and a old t-shirt. ‘Damn, I never brushed my hair…’ He stumbled into the kitchen and opened the fridge. He grabbed a beer and opened it and took a long draw from the glass. He closed his eyes and savored the flavor.
“I thought you were going to stopping drinking so much?” Cas spoke.
Dean opened his eyes and saw Cas propped against the doorway of the kitchen. “Things change.”
“Since when?”
“It’s just one beer, babe.” Dean grunted as walked over to his husband. “Let’s go do laundry.”
“You never brushed your hair.” Cas snorted.
Dean laughed. “I was thinking the same thing.”
“I like your bed head.” He ran his finger through Dean’s hair. “It’s why I didn’t say anything today or when you were nearing the end of the pregnancy with the nuggets.”
“You’re a cruel, sexy, bastard.” Dean mumbled wrapping his arms around Cas’s waist. “We actually have chores to do while they are taking their nap we don’t have time to do the naughty.”
“I think we have a little time.” Cas bit his bottom lip.
“Dammit, Cas.” Dean pushed Cas up the stairs and shut the bedroom door.
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