a little brighter. deancas. (ao3)
for @aliashadowblade!
prompt: destiel + cuteness
Dean found the dusty old decorations back in September and had been fantasizing about Christmas ever since.
He had a whole grand plan and everything. He was going to get everyone gifts and stash them away in his closet. He was going to wait until everyone went to sleep on Christmas Eve and sneakily pull the boxes out of storage. He was going set everything up and put the presents under the tree and wait impatiently for everyone to wake up. It was going to be a surprise. It was going to be awesome.
What actually happens is that he gets caught up in one hunt after another, and in the process, he completely forgets to pick up a single present. On top of that, their latest job runs long and has them returning to the bunker just after midnight on Christmas Day.
Sam and Mary head off to bed, but Dean finds that even as exhausted as he is, he can’t seem to fall asleep. He lies in bed for a long time, staring at his ceiling, until he finally makes a decision. He sets his alarm for the ungodly hour of 5:00 a.m. and texts Cas, Hey listen I know you’re probably busy but it’s Christmas and it’d be cool if you could make it. It’s only then that he’s able to roll over and go to sleep.
Dean groans when his alarm goes off, but after reading the text waiting for him once he blinks the sleep out of his eyes – I’m not too busy for Christmas. – he manages to drag himself out of bed.