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A Strong Refusal

Letting an amused laugh slip from his mouth, Castiel nodded as they went to Sam's previous room, still holding the crib and baby things.


Having the taller lay down on the changing mat, the angel asked with a tilt of his head, "Are you going to be an infant or toddler, Sam?"
 
Nodding, a growing smile on his face, Castiel dressed Sam in a plain green onesie with a pair of shortalls over it, along with a diaper underneath.


Once he was finished, the angel said, "Is this alright?"
 
Blue eyes crinkling at the corners, Cas smiled and nodded at Sam's cheering, "Yes, you are. Now let's see if your brother is awake." Picking up the taller effortlessly, the angel brought him to Dean's room, also noting that he'd have to change Sam's previous nursery into something more for a toddler. Wouldn't be too hard.


As if on cue, Dean started to wake up. Rubbing his eyes and soon sitting up, the green-eyed man looked up to see Daddy Cas holding...Daddy Sammy? Sam was dressed in toddler clothes...so that meant...he could have a playmate again!
 
Sam looked down and smiled at Dean, squirming in Cas' arms, wanting down. "Daddy, wan' down. I big boy, I can walk." Sam whined, reaching for Dean.
 
"Okay, little one. I know," Castiel rumbled, before setting Sam down, so his feet were steady. He didn't want to drop Sam, which was a challenge considering the hazel-eyed man's tall height.


Dean bounced up and down on his patted bottom, which was surprisingly dry. "Sammy wittle!" he exclaimed, green eyes sparkling bright with happiness.
 
"Wait...yew not Daddy anymo'e?" the older asked, before sucking on his thumb and tilting his head a bit. Even though he was ecstatic to have a playmate, Dean still was curious about the sudden change.
 
Nuzzling his brother, Dean looked up and smiled at Cas' confirmation of Sam's words. Now he had both a Daddy and his little brother. It was perfect.


Once the two Winchesters pulled away, Dean made grabby hands for his Daddy, wanting to be picked up.


Scooping up Dean, Castiel checked his diaper and saw that it still remained dry. Deciding to go to the living room for some playtime, the angel took Sam's hand and carried Dean on his hip.
 
Gently placing Dean on the play mat, Cas ruffled his hair and did the same with Sam's, "Have fun." he rumbled kindly before taking a seat nearby, keeping an eye on the two while he read a book. The angel needed some time to read. He hadn't in a while.


Dean couldn't stop smiling. Now he and Sammy could be little together and play all the time. This was going to be awesome.
 
Clapping his hands and giggling, Dean watched in glee as Sammy played with a toy car. Grabbing a fire truck, the older Winchester started to do the same, making sounds to go along too.
 
Glancing from his book, Castiel saw that Sam was looking at him. The angel smiled softly in return before going back to his book. Soon, he's play with his little ones.


Crawling so he was closer to Sam, Dean babbled excitedly as he patted his brother's face.
 
Sam smiled and leaned forward, reaching down and giving Dean's diaper a rub and a squeeze, gasping in surprise when Dean let out a fart. He could feel the vibrations against his hand. Then, he got an idea. "Dee...tell Daddy 'bout the oatmeal. I wanna try it." Sam said, grinning.
 
"The what?" Castiel asked, putting his book away and standing up from his chair, head titled and blue eyes narrowed in curiosity.


Blushing, Dean explained what it was, "Sammy put oatmeal in my diapee, Daddy. It fun!" Hopefully the angel wouldn't think it'd be too weird to do. After all, it wasn't something very conventional.


Contemplating, Castiel eventually nodded, "Alright." If it made his baby boys happy, he'd be willing to do it. Getting a bowl of oatmeal that was an okay temperature, the angel opened Sam's diaper and slowly poured it in.
 
Sam giggled and squirmed, feeling the mushy, warm oatmeal beneath his bottom. It felt kinda weird at first, but he soon got used to it.
 
"How does it feel, Sam?" Castiel asked, genuinely wondering, even though he smiled at the taller's giggles and squirming.
 
"Would you like me to get rid of it, little one?" Castiel insisted, vaguely feeling as if he needed to do something. Either that or his Daddy senses were kicking in.


Dean, on the other hand, patted Sam's diaper and gave it a squeeze, feeling the mushiness beneath it.
 

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