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Baby Brother Now

The blue-eyed angel rubbed his nephew's back, while Sam embraced him a bit more and whispered words of comfort in Dean's ear, "Don't worry, Deanie. Daddy and Uncle Cas are here."
 
Getting up and checking his little one's diaper, and seeing it a bit wet, Sam quickly changed him before offering, "It's nice out, wanna go outside, buddy?"


Also standing up, Cas nodded and asked the same thing, gravelly voice rumbling around the room, as it often did.
 
Rolling his eyes playfully at his baby boy, the taller shrugged, "Guess we'll have to wait for that."


"Agreed."


Laying back down on the bed, curling around their little one, the warmth from their bodies better than any blanket.
 
Dean turned over and laid on his tummy, his legs kicking a bit, as he tried to move, but there wasn't enough room, and it was making him become fussy.
 
"Alright, fussy. I'm movin'." Sam grunted as he pulled himself off from the warm comfort of the bed, "You're gonna need to take a bath soon, and then you can have your space."
 
Dean gurgled softly as he inched around on the bed, wriggling slightly as he inched over to Cas and nuzzled him gently.
 
"Hello, Dean. Your Daddy would like you to take a bath soon, and then we can continue cuddling," the angel advised, and as much as he knew Dean might be hesitant to take a bath, the little one started to smell. Along with the fact that after dinner, Dean always had his bath. The disruption in schedule could be...interesting at best.
 
Dean whimpered, and shook his head 'no', not wanting a bath just yet. He wanted to eat dinner first. That's what he always did.
 
Dean pouted and started to kick and hit Sam, throwing a fit. He didn't want a bath, he hated bath time. Daddy was so mean, and Cas was agreeing with him. Why were they turning against him?
 
Holding Dean's hands, the hazel-eyed man frowned, "No hitting, Dean. It's bath time. Listen to Daddy and Uncle Cas."


Getting off the bed, Cas placed a hand on the small of the little one's back, before leaving the room to start up Dean's bath, putting bubble bath and toys in the water, to hopefully make it easier.
 
Sighing, Sam grabbed a bath mitt, lathered it with soap, and started to clean Dean's body of any dirt and grime from the events of today. Once that was done, and the angel had washed his nephew's dark-blonde hair, the little one was taken out of the bathtub and dried off with a fluffy towel. Dressing Dean in his tiger footie pajamas, Sam picked him back up and wondered if the older was still upset with him.
 
Dean growled at Sam and bit his finger, a very angry look on his face. Sam knew that Dean hated bath time, almost as much as he hated vegetables.


Pouting slightly, Dean turned to Cas and whined for him.
 
"Ow!" Sam cried out, before narrowing his eyes and partially scowling, "Hey. I know you don't like bath time, Dean. But you had to take one, whether you liked it or not." Handing his brother over to Cas, Sam went to go nurse his sore finger. Dean might have been a "baby", but he was still strong as hell.


Equally not impressed with his nephew's actions, the angel frowned, voice turning firm, "Dean. You know it is not okay to bite your brother."
 
Dean frowned and looked down, not wanting to look into Cas' eyes. He was a bad baby, and his Daddy didn't like him anymore. Neither did Cas. Thinking about this made Dean start sobbing, tears streaming down his face.
 
Breathing a sad breath, the angel tightened his hold on Dean, rubbing his back and shushing him softly.


Running back to see his baby boy, Sam gave a worried expression at what was happening, immediately beside the his brother, he asked sorrowfully, "What's the matter, buddy?"
 
Dean shied away from Sam, sobbing even harder, squirming in Cas' arms, wanting down, so he could go hide somewhere.
 
Not able to physically resist the former hunter's squirming, the angel had to set him down, also heavily worried as to why Dean was acting like this. All they meant to do was tell him that biting was wrong, and that he needed to take a bath.


Sam didn't know what to do either, watching his baby boy crawl along the floor.
 
Dean crawled over to the corner, and curled up, trying to make himself hidden, or at least look smaller, then maybe Sam and Cas wouldn't see him. He hated that he bit his brother, he was a monster, not a baby.
 
Once their little boy disappeared from their view, both men looked heartbroken.


"Cas. Did you know what we did?" Sam asked quietly.


The angel answered, "I think we might have made him think lesser of himself, when we scolded him."


Sucking in a breath, the taller shook his head and went to go look for Dean, Castiel following at once.
 

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