Stay With Me

Chapter 8: Give Me Back My Shirt

Sam and Jessica were on the couch placing small kisses on each other, mostly on Sam's neck because that's all Jess could reach.

"Sam, when did you get so tall?"

Sammy chuckled and kissed Jessica's forehead, "I finished my growth spurt."

"Dude, it must have lasted years."

"Felt like it. Anyway, I love you."

Jess smiled, "I love you too."

"Do you think that my brother and Cass are...more than friends?"

Jessica shook her head, "Na, they seem to be best friends. I should probably make sure nobody's dead though."

"Alright, I'm gonna go for a run like I said I was two hours ago."

Jess shot up from Sam's lap and walked up the stairs to Dean's room. Not finding him there, she looked in every other room, eventually finding them in Castiel's, his door cracked. Sam left the bunker, closing its doors with a thud.

Cass came out shirtless, Dean holding an article of clothing.

"Dean, please give me back my shirt. I've asked a million times."

Dean smirked, "Never."

"Dean-"

"Castiel." Dean mocked, holding Cass' shirt above his head.

Cass sarcastically laughed, "Haha, very funny. Give it to me. Now."

"You have to do something for me first."

Castiel huffed, "What is it?"

"Oh come on, you know what I want." Dean smirked, taking a couple steps closer to Castiel.

"I know a lot of things that you want that I'm not giving to you. Be more specific jackass."

"Na, you have to figure it out for yourself."

Cass rolled his eyes, "I'm not-"

"Don't give it to me then no shirt."

It was Castiel's turn to smirk this time, "You know what, I'll just go shirtless."

"Nope, I'll take everything."

Castiel planted a rough kiss on Dean, trying to reach his shirt while doing so. "Dean Winchester, you're such an asshole."

"You love it."

Castiel growled against his lips, "It's stupid how much I do."

Jessica was utterly surprised. Her mouth hung open but she was grinning ear to ear.

Dean held the shirt higher above his head. Winchester pushed Castiel up against a wall, still roughly kissing him. Cass wrapped his legs around Dean's torso and shimmied his way up Dean, trying to reach his shirt. Once in his hands, he jumped off of Dean and held the clothing in victory.

"Aw, no fair."

"It is fair. You took my shirt, I was standing there freezing to death, ice surrounding my body. I was turning blue."

Dean gave Cass a are-you-serious look, his eyebrow raised. "I am sorry Queen Elsa."

"Shut up. I hated that movie. All of the singing; and the characters in general. I kinda liked the snowman though, he was at least somewhat humorous. But other than that, I hated it."

"I know, you made me and Charlie leave. I do admit that it was way too girly and kiddish."

"Finally, something you agree with me on."