Dec 19, Supernatural, Dean/Castiel, Disintegrate Title: Disintegrate Fandom: Supernatural Pairing/Characters: Dean/Castiel, Sam Rating/Warnings: All ages Disclaimer:here Prompt:this picture Summary: All Castiel had wanted to do was make dinner. A/N: I was really stuck on this one for a bit. Title is from this Def Leppard song.
“I do not understand,” Castiel said as he pulled the smoking pan out of the oven. “I followed the directions, and the plastic indicator has not 'popped.' This chicken, however, looks as though it is about to disintegrate into ash.”
“Don't worry about it, Cas,” Sam said. “The directions are never right and those pop-up thermometer things never work.”
“Besides,” Dean said as he pulled on his jacket, “a bucket of extra-crispy is pretty much a Winchester Christmas tradition.”
“It was my understanding that was a tradition you were not overly fond of,” Castiel replied. He poked at the scorched chicken, wondering if there was anything salvageable in it.
“Hey.” Dean came back into the kitchen and placed his hands on the angel's shoulders. “I've got you and Sam here, plus Charlie and Kevin for good measure. That's all I need for Christmas. Anything else is a bonus.”
Castiel smiled and turned to press his lips against Dean's. “Then that is all I need as well.”