A/N Ahhhh I totally forgot to publish this before dance
Dean posts the video of him kneeling next to Jack's cat and saying "My Lord," on his Instagram story before they leave. The only context he gives is tagging @TheLordTyrion, the cat's official Instagram account.
Dean and Castiel scroll through Twitter that night, just looking at the responses to the video, and there are a lot of them.
"I'm in a constant state of wondering if Dean is a heartless sociopath that's just using Castiel for money or a complete dork but right now I'm leaning towards the second one."
"You can hear Castiel laughing so he's obviously at Jack's house too. Collab? @MishaCollins @Jack8Kline"
"I finally understand why Castiel is marrying him."
"Dean Winchester making friends with his future brother-in-law's cat."
"I feel like this goes against everything we think we know about Dean. Isn't he supposed to be annoying, not adorable?"
"I still don't like Dean but this is funny ngl."
"I firmly believe Castiel told him to do that to trick us into thinking he's not a dick and it's lowkey working."
"Why's everyone acting like this is something amazing. Isn't that how you're supposed to greet a king?"
"I'm totally retweeting that," Dean says.
"Because that's not going to make people think you're weird," Castiel says sarcastically.
"I called a cat 'my lord' and posted it online," Dean reminds him. "I think that ship has sailed."
So Dean retweets the post, and they continue their Twitter scrolling, until...
Instagram: thelordtyrion added to their story
"Ooh, let's see what he's up to," Dean says with an excited grin.
Dean taps the notification and Instagram opens. It loads far too slowly for Castiel's lack of patience, but eventually, Lord Tyrion's Instagram story opens.
It's the video Dean posted earlier, with the addition of Lord Tyrion's comment of, "Finally, a peasant with respect. Next time, @deanwinchester, bring me food, not just your flattery."
"I would literally die for this cat," Dean says. "I wish I was joking, but I'm not."
"I think you need some serious mental help," Castiel says, amused. "You would die for a cat that you can't touch in real life because you're allergic, and its actions online are controlled by a 17-year-old?"
"Yes," Dean replies as if it makes perfect sense.
Castiel shakes his head at the boy. "You are so weird."
Dean beams at that. "Aw, thanks, Cas!"
~~
"Want to watch a movie?" Dean asks as they're getting ready for bed that night.
"I guess," Castiel says. "What do you want to watch?"
"Up to you," Dean says, as if he doesn't know Castiel's first pick every time he's given the choice. "Anything I know like the back of my hand, because I need some incentive to fall asleep."
Of course, Castiel's first thought is Aladdin, as always. But that's the movie that makes him feel better, and right now, he's already feeling pretty good. Other than the paparazzi's pestering, he's had a pretty good few days. Maybe he should save that for another day, when he really wants it. Instead...
"What's the movie with Loki?"
Dean gapes at him. "You want to watch Thor?"
"Is that the movie with Loki?" Castiel asks.
"Yeah."
"Then yes," Castiel says.
"But why?" Dean asks.
Castiel shrugs. "Tom Hiddleston's hot with black hair."
Dean chuckles and ruffles Castiel's hair. "Well, I have to admit, I do have a thing for guys with black hair. I'll go buy it on iTunes."
~~
Dean falls asleep during the movie, which sort of surprises Castiel. Doesn't Dean love these movies? Granted, he's probably seen it a billion times, so he must've gotten bored watching it again. Castiel, on the other hand, loves every moment of it. In fact, he likes it so much, he wants to watch the next one. Dean said Thor is a trilogy, right? So he should be able to find the other ones.
Castiel crawls out of bed, trying to be as quiet as possible so he doesn't wake his fiancé up. He pauses after he stands up, making sure the squeak of the mattress didn't disturb him. Dean lets out a small, discontent noise, but otherwise doesn't move.
Castiel tiptoes over to Dean's phone, which is hooked up to the TV screen so they could watch the movie from the bed. Castiel exits the movie, then head to iTunes to find the next one. His issue, he soon realizes, is that he has no idea what the next one is called. This looks like a job for Google.
~~
If there's one thing Castiel has noticed, living with Dean for the last 18 months, it's that sleep is a foreign concept to him. That's why it doesn't come as too much of a surprise to him when Dean wakes up at the end of Thor: Ragnarok that morning.
To say Dean looks confused would be an understatement. He looks between Castiel and the TV a few times, trying to process this.
"Is that Ragnarok?" Dean asks.
"Yeah, why?" Castiel asks nonchalantly, as if it's completely normal to be watching a third movie in one night.
"Did you watch Dark World, too?"
Castiel nods. "Yeah, obviously. I wasn't gonna skip a movie."
"Did you get any sleep at all last night?" Dean asks.
"Sleep? What's that?" Castiel jokes.
Dean shakes his head. "It's gonna be a long day."
"No it's not," Castiel says. "I get to sleep in the car, remember? I'm not the one driving."
"Yeah, but that just means it's gonna make it a long day for me," Dean says. "I don't have anyone to talk to. What am I supposed to do now?"
"Would it make you feel better if I tried to stay awake for a little while to talk about the movies?" Castiel offers.
"Probably," Dean says. "But I like talking about Marvel too much to wait 'till we're in the car to start. So, how'd you like Thor?"
~~
"That's why it's stupid," Dean is ranting as they walk out of the hotel. "I was never the number one Jane fan, but you can't disrespect Natalie Portman like that. Jane meant way too much to Thor for Taika Waititi to just throw her out of the story in two lines. We have absolutely no idea what happened to her —"
"You know what my favorite part of this rant is?" Castiel interrupts.
"The fact that I'm completely right?" Dean guesses.
"No, the fact that you're completely oblivious to the fact that people have been taking pictures and videos of us since the second we got to the lobby," Castiel says. "And even right now." Castiel points to a car in the parking lot, which looks normal to most people, but Castiel has been in the business long enough to know it's not. "Paparazzi."
"Where?" Dean looks around, confused.
"Blue car, out to the street," Castiel replies. "People are going to see these pictures and wonder what the hell you're so animated about."
"Only the most important thing on the planet," Dean replies. He opens the passenger seat door for his fiancé. "M'lady."
Castiel slaps him on the shoulder lightly before sliding into his seat. Dean closes the door for him, then hops around to the other side, sliding into the driver's seat. "But as I was saying, it's so stupid that Jane..."
Castiel leans back against the seat and closes his eyes. This is going to be a long car ride.