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The Angel's Baby

"Good boy," Castiel praised as he started to feed Dean, stopping between bites to wipe the younger's mouth or give him something to drink.
 
Wiping the rest of the mess from Dean's face, Castiel kissed the younger's cheek before carrying him to the nursery. Dressing him in a pair of footie pajamas with duckies on them, Castiel gave Dean a pacifier and stuffie to keep him company. "Goodnight, little one."
 
Kissing his little one's forehead, Castiel left the nursery after turning on the nightlight.


(Skip to the next day?)
 
"Good morning, Dean," Castiel greeted as he entered the nursery, before picking Dean up and changing him into his duck onesie and some yellow and white striped socks. The former hunter loved that outfit, after all.
 
The angel returned the smile lovingly, and scooped up Dean and kissed the younger's cheek. Hearing Dean's tummy growl, Castiel laughed and asked, "Is someone hungry?"
 
Sitting Dean in his highchair with a toy to play with, Castiel made some more oatmeal with honey and sugar in it. Dean seemed to like it.
 
Rolling his eyes fondly, Castiel shushed Dean's loud banging and tied a bib around his little one's neck. Spooning some of the oatmeal, Castiel blew on it and offered it to Dean, "Open up, little one."
 
"Good boy," Castiel praised, kissing Dean's freckled cheek before cleaning his face with a damp cloth. Removing Dean from his highchair, Castiel nuzzled him lovingly.
 
Chuckling softly, Castiel kissed Dean's nose before their dog came running into the living room, yipping happily at Dean and wagging its' tail.
 
"Would you like to go outside and see the others, Dean?" Castiel asked, smiling softly down at his little one, and picking him up.
 
The angel blushed slightly, and placed Dean on the grass so he could play with BuBu.


Said duckling looked happy and waddled towards Dean, flapping its' wings clumsily.
 

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