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Gross ~ Destiel

"no, im not gonna tell you that you're gross because its not true." dean sighed and the angel remained silent, the human taking this as a sign to keep talking.

"i was just being a total dick....you aren't gross cas, i just wasn't used to the fact of male pregnancy im guessing, and im not using that as an excuse for my asshole behavior. but, im gonna make myself get used to it because you're carrying my kid and i need to be a good boyfriend, i mean i need to be a good boyfriend regardless of the fact that you're pregnant. anyways, bottom line is, im gonna not be an asshole and you're not gross, hell you're the exact opposite...dammit, i love you cas." dean rambled and he laid down next to the pregnant angel.

castiel rolled over, throwing an arm around dean and laying his head on the man's chest, dean smiling a little.

"i love you too assbutt"

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dean woke up, rubbing his eyes as he noticed castiel wasn't laying next to him, getting up and seeing the angel on the other side of the room, standing next to the crib that they had recently gotten, fiddling with one of the baby blankets they bought.

dean got up, going over to his pregnant boyfriend and wrapping his arms around him, "why're you awake, baby?" he mumbled into the angel's shoulder.

"couldn't sleep, thinking too much." castiel mumbled, smilimg a bit at the comforting feeling the man gave him, dean's hand making its way to cas' bump.

"whatcha thinkin' about?" dean mumbled sleepily, nuzzling into cas' neck and kissing it gently, making the angel scrunch his nose up a bit and smile.

"ive been thinking about the baby, nothing bad about them....just thinking about all the possibilities once their born." the angel shrugged, placing the blanket back in the crib.

"by possibilities, do you mean the danger they can be put in?" the winchester questioned, rubbing his thumb against cas' clothed bump, having picked up on the fact that it helped both him and castiel calm down.

"yes, definitely that, but also the problems of birth and if the nephilim will be healthy and all that....just normal fears, im guessing." the seraph spoke, holding onto one of his boyfriend's hands.

"i....i might not survive the birth dean." he spoke, tightening his grip on dean's hand.

"the nephilim uses my grace to grow and they've used lots of it already, and the birth will need even more...i could die." castiel continued, tears rising in his eyes and dean turned him around, holding him close and rubbing his back as he hears the angel start sniffling, trying to prevent himself from crying.

"cas, listen to me. you're gonna be okay, everything will, if the baby drains your grace, then maybe another angel can help, like gabriel could help or something. i dont know much about grace and angels, but i just know that im not gonna let you die, okay?" dean cooed and the angel nodded against his chest, sniffling and snuggling closer.

"lets get you back into bed, yeah?" the human whispered and castiel nodded, following dean to the bed and laying with him, cuddling close to his lover.

"you're gonna be okay cas"

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"dean, please, oh please make it stop." castiel whimpered, clinging to dean's tshirt and crying into his chest as a rather strong contraction wrecked through him.

the angel had gone into labor around 9 pm, not wanting to go to the hospital in fear of them not being able to treat him or the nephilim properly. then again, sam and dean might not be able to treat them properly either, but he had his faith and trust in the brothers, they knew more about angels then the average doctor would, so his chances were better this way.