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itsallyscorner · 4 years ago

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I was wondering if you can write something about reader x marvel cast where they go on the tour bus with James Corden. Maybe reader is dating a costar (you can choose who)

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We Are Avengers

Pairing: Marvel cast x reader, Sebastian Stan x Fem!reader

Summary: Basically what happens during James Corden’s Star Star Tour😌

Warnings: None :)

Hello darling, thank you for the request! I apologize that it took so long for me to write, but I’ve been busy with school and I’ve been lacking motivation in general. But thank you so much for this request, it gave me the chance to rewatch one of my favorite Marvel cast videos so thank you for that as well, it never fails to make me smile. I hope you don’t mind that I chose Seb as the co-star you’re dating! Also, yes, I know I’ve been writing a lot of headcanons but writing this as a headcanon seems like the best way to write it for me😭 I’m gonna add in some pictures that the cast took with their disposable cameras, so enjoy😉

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When it was mentioned that you and some other members of the Infinity War cast were going to be on James Corden, you were very excited.

You enjoyed making appearances on late night talk shows; Jimmy Fallon, Jimmy Kimmel—they were always fun to be on. Though you’ve always loved making appearances on James Corden’s show.

When you first heard about being on The Late Late Show, you were expecting to do a typical interview in the studio that would lead to playing a game later on in the show.

What you didn’t expect was to be led out to the parking lot with the rest of the cast, only to be greeted by a double decker bus with James’ face plastered alongside it.

At first you were all a bit confused but one of the producers came up to you all and explained the segment you were all filming.

Everyone was buzzing with exhilaration waiting to get on the bus. One by one you were called up, you being paired with Sebastian.

Wait, he would make you go up the stairs first so he can stay behind you, making sure you don’t fall. Omg and he would place his hand on your lower back too😭🥺

“Wow—Marvel’s own power couple, it’s such an honor to have you both on here. Thank you for coming!” James greeted the both of you. Partially acting because the cameras were rolling.

You and Sebastian beamed at him, proud of the title the fans and your cast mates have given you both over the years. “It’s always a pleasure to see you, James.”

James gives you both your name tags, pausing mid way while he was handing Seb his. James’ gaze shifts between you and Seb, “I’m sorry, you’re just both so beautiful.”

Seb bashfully thanks him, pulling you towards the seats, as you giggle behind him.

You and Seb sit towards the back, behind Don and Tom.

You all sit tight, talking amongst yourselves as you wait for the bus to start. In the seats were disposable cameras and some Late Late Show merch.

The bus hasn’t started driving yet, but you were all having too much fun with the disposable cameras.

Everyone was just taking pictures of each other. You and Seb took a couple selfies and some stolen shots of the others, mostly Anthony.

You even got a cute shot of Don and Tom:

Yes I know they used disposable cameras but I decided to tie in my ‘Polaroid’ series into this even though they’re not using Polaroids—just go with it😭

Being the more social one in the relationship, you were going up and down the aisle talking to everyone.

Seb stayed towards the back with Anthony and Winston. While you were at the front talking to Lizzie and Chris.

Being sad when you were all told to go sit down because you had to leave Lizzie.

Though it probably wasn’t shown in the video, I just KNOW that the filming for this segment was chaotic as fuck.

Chaotic in a good way.

But the whole bus was loud I just know it.

You could hear Mackie across from you talking loudly and laughing that contagious laugh of his.

You, Lizzie, Pom, and Zoe attempting to talk to each other from different spots on the bus over everyone else’s voice.

Chris and Paul can also be heard laughing all the way from the back.

James feeling like a parent because it felt like he was babysitting a bunch of toddlers.

The whole thing was freaking chaotic from the start, I mean ya’ll started the ‘tour’ with Benedict and Chris rubbing sunscreen on James’ legs.

Everyone passing around the sunscreen after, because it was sunny as hell and no one thought of wearing sunscreen.

Seb being a cheeky asshole and ‘accidentally’ smearing sunscreen across your face.

“Sebastian!” You gasped before a flash of light went off on you. When your eyes recovered from the flash you see Seb holding up a camera at you, snickering to himself.

James began to act as your guide, pointing out things like a coffee shop and explaining what it is.

All of you being childish and pretending to not know what a coffee shop or what a line is.

Laughing at Don when he got out of his seat and took a picture of the coffee shop. Like how he got into an over exaggerated position just to take a picture was funny.

Everyone being childish and acting as actual tourist in Los Angeles. Like pointing things out and asking about them or taking pictures of literally everything you drove by.

When Reggie Watts began that sing along thing everyone joined in, bopping and dancing along to the beat.

Like you guys are just having a really great time, happy to be in each other’s presence.

You could hear Sebby singing along to Reggie beside you, and you couldn’t help but just adore him singing and having fun.

He’d notice your stare, he may have had sunglasses on, but you could see the crinkle of his eyes from behind his sunglasses as he smiled at you.

“Na, na, na, na, na, na!” Seb repeated, leaning towards you to press a kiss on your temple.

Throughout the whole ride, he’d have his arm along the back of your seat or have it across your lap.

After the sing along, James went back to acting as a tour guide. He pointed to a red building—whatever it was—and deemed it as “Barbra Streisand’s holiday home”.

Josh Brolin, who was sat along at the back of the deck, raised his hand. “Excuse me! I—uh don’t mean to interrupt, but I have to use the bathroom. Can I use the bathroom?”

James pretending to cringe and telling him that in order to use the bathroom you have to be in three or more Marvel movies to use the bathroom—end credits don’t count.

Everyone being childish once again and yelling “OHHHHHHH!” Like a bunch of school kids.

James points to Tom, “Tom Hiddleston do you need the bathroom?”

Tom, with his soft voice and a small shrug says, “I’m actually okay!”

James then points to you and Seb, “My lovebirds at the back, Sebastian, (Y/n), do either of you need the bathroom?”

You and Seb glance at each other, “Nah we’re good.” Your boyfriend answers.

“Yeah, I used the bathroom before we came here.” You look behind your shoulder at Josh, a smug expression on your face, “Unlike some people.”

Josh flipping you off while everyone laughs at him.

Since Anthony and Seb aren’t sitting together, I just know that Anthony would be yelling at Seb from across the bus to get his attention.

No seriously, I saw them in the background of the video and even heard Mackie yelling lmao😭😂

“(Y/n) call Sebastian!” Anthony yelled at you from across the bus, pointing to the man beside you with a grin on his face.

You chuckle and nudge Seb, “Your boyfriend’s calling you.”

Seb would shake his head at you and turn his attention to Anthony; who just wanted to take a picture of Seb from his side of the bus.

James trying to get spoilers out of all of you but thankfully you all aren’t Tom Holland or Mark Ruffalo.

“Does anyone on this bus die in the next Avengers?” James asked. Suddenly you were all quiet, not a word coming out of any of you.

Until Paul began to scream his infamous line, “snITCHES END UP IN DITCHES!”

Getting confused when James suddenly asked the bus to stop and ran off the bus.

Next thing you know, you’re all hopping off the bus and walking into a comic store with a Spider-Man statue at the front.

Seb motioned to the statue and looked back and Anthony, “We gotta get a picture with that.”

Anthony instantly agreeing—he was willing to do anything to tease Tom Holland.

Seb’s not that huge with PDA, but he always needs to be touching you. So he’ll be interlocking your hands with his the moment you walk off the bus and all the way into the comic store.

Feeling thrilled to surprise the people who were shopping at the store.

You all walked around, mingled with some fans, taking selfies with them, and signed a few things.

You were looking at some Funko Pops with Lizzie when you felt a small tap on your leg.

You looked down to see a small girl looking up at you with wide eyes full of admiration. In her tiny hands was a Funko Pop of your character.

You and Lizzie instantly coo at the toddler, crouching down to her level so you can talk.

“Hey, sweetheart!” You greet her, taken back when she suddenly wraps her arms around you into a hug. You laugh wrapping your arms around her small figure and hugging her back.

“I love you so much!” She squeals into your ear, arms tightening around you. Your heart swelled as she excitedly babbled about how much she loved your character and how you were her favorite.

“I love you too! Oh my gosh, you’re so cute!” You decide to carry the toddler, who you later learned was named Lila. Her parents scolded her for distracting you from the other fans in the store, but you brushed them off, your attention focused on your tiny fan.

You carried her around while you met other fans and signed more comic books and merch.

You even introduced her to your other cast mates.

Sebastian’s heart absolutely melting at the sight of you with a baby.

Homie wants to wife you up one day and seeing you with a baby made his baby fever sky rocket.

“Lila, this is Sebastian! You know who he plays right?” You ask the toddler in your arms. Sebastian ducking a bit so he could hear her over the commotion in the store.

“Yeah, he’s the wiener soldier!” She replied. Both you and Seb had to hold back your laughs at her answer.

Lila bragging about how she loves you more than Sebastian.

Seb having to agree because he doesn’t wanna make a toddler cry.

Before you all left, you took pictures with Lila and her parents and signed a bunch of her merch.

^ the boys got their picture.

You guys get back on the bus only to come back to rolls of paper under your seats.

You all sang the “Avengers” song, singing screaming the lyrics dramatically.

Don and Anthony bringing on the vocals.

Before you guys get off the bus you all take a selfie together.

Leaving Chris Hemsworth on the bus and walking off the bus with your heart all warm and fuzzy because you had an amazing time with your boyfriend and your friends :)

This is so long holy shit

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lovedsammy · 5 years ago

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all I want (for Christmas); [commission for petrichoravellichor]

This was commissioned by @petrichoravellichor, who wanted a fluffy holiday fic (Christmas shopping, decorating, etc) with Sam & Jack as the primary focus with optional Sam, Cas & Jack or Sastiel w/ Jack. :) So there’s slight Sastiel, but not explicitly romantic until the end. No smut, though.

Also, for the timeline: I set this to be just after 14x08 but before 14x09.

It’d started off as a relatively quiet Saturday.

They hadn’t had any luck with finding any cases recently, and Sam was pretty grateful for that. They needed some down time, to settle in and hibernate like bunch of hermits, as Dean had said. They’d just gotten Jack back not too long ago, after all, and the holidays were fast approaching. And with the holidays came the change of the weather. Opening the front door that morning after he’d gotten dressed to go for a run, Sam had been stunned to see the first active snowfall of the year. There was barely a few inches on the ground, but it had been enough for Team Free Will to decide that going out likely wasn’t going to happen. So they were just going to hang in, drink hot chocolate, and binge-watch holiday movies. Or, at least, that was the plan, until Jack, ever so restless, came bounding into the library, paper and pen in hand.

“We should go Christmas shopping,” He declares.

Sam, Dean and Cas all look up from their various activities — Sam researching away on his laptop, Dean in the middle of eating his breakfast, and Cas reading some type of Enochian text that seemed more out of boredom than any pure interest.

“Christmas shopping,” Dean deadpans.

Jack, to his credit, is not the least bit put out by Dean’s nonchalance. “Yeah! It’s already the middle of December and we barely have any decorations up. And we haven’t even exchanged ideas for presents, either. So I wrote mine down, and I need you guys to tell me yours.”

Sam cuts Dean off when his brother opens his mouth to retort. “Yeah, cool, Jack. We can do that. Let me see your list.” Sam shuts his laptop and eases over to Jack, reading the list over the kid’s shoulder. To his surprise, it was a relatively short list, but at least it contained more than Nougat this year. Last year, that was all the kid really wanted, apart from the Star Wars funko pop collection.

“Well, you know what? You kids can go do all the shopping you want, I’m staying here.” Dean snorts. “Ain’t no way in Hell I’m driving out in all this muck. As for the gifts, get us whatever you want, Jack, it’s up to you.”

Sam wants to quip that Dean drives out in the snow more than he does, but resists. Jack turns soft eyes onto Sam, practically pleading, and the hunter nods his assent. He wasn’t opposed to it, plus it needed to get done sooner or later, anyway. The Winchesters were always late with Christmas, if they chose to celebrate at all. With Jack and their Mom here now, they had no reason not to celebrate.

“All right, go grab your stuff. Let’s go shopping.”

“Yes!” Jack cheers, already running back to his room to grab his coat. Sam hides a smile behind his fringe. The kid was way too cute sometimes, especially now that he was human.

“Cas, you going or you staying?” Dean asks gruffly, already chomping back down on his bacon.

Castiel opens his mouth and closes it again for several seconds, looking comically in Sam’s opinion, like a fish out of water. It creates a flutter in the younger Winchester’s stomach. “I don’t know if I…” He trails off when Jack comes sprinting back into the room, already donning his winter coat, scarf, and gloves, and looking every bit like a kid at Christmas, practically bouncing on the balls of his feet. “I’ll stay here,” The angel decides. “I don’t have much experience with the selection of gifts.”

Sam frowns at him. Wouldn’t it be good for Cas to come with, to participate in the festivities with his son too? Surely Jack would want that. But to his surprise, Jack shrugs.

“Oh, that’s okay, Cas. I’ve got an idea of what to get you anyway, and I don’t want you to see it.” The boy smiles brightly at Sam and reaches for his coat sleeve, tugging a little. Sam chuckles to himself and nods at his brother and Cas.

“All right, we’re going. See you in a bit.”

Getting out to the local Walmart takes them a bit longer than expected, but otherwise, hadn’t been too bad of a drive, in all honesty. Sam had wrestled with the idea of where to shop, and finally decided on Walmart since it was closest to the bunker, and it had almost everything. Upon entering, they see that it’s not really crowded, so shopping would be pretty easy without the massive holiday crowds. Jack lights up when he spots the large Christmas tree in the center of the store, adorned in tinsel and lights and ornaments.

“We should get a tree like that! It’d look amazing in the bunker. Oh! And this!” Jack bounces over to the outdoor reindeer sleigh set, climbing up into the seat. Sam can’t help but smile as he watches him. Jack really was like a two year old in so many ways, despite physically being eighteen or nineteen. His innocence, how he perceived the world…. Sam honestly wishes that Jack could have it forever. “What do you think, Sam?”

The memory of the boy lying so ill in bed, asleep in death, comes unbidden to mind and Sam shakes it off. Jack almost hadn’t been here to enjoy this, the thrill of the holiday spirit. He clears his throat.

“Might be a little hard to get that into the trunk, Jack,” Sam easily lets him down, choosing not to tell him that they didn’t have a porch to put it on anyway. “But we can get the tree, okay? What do you say we get the gifts and then grab the stuff for decorating?”

Jack nods easily, jumping back down. “Okay. What kind of stuff does Dean like?”

Sam huffs a laugh. “Dean’s easy. It’s Cas that’s hard to shop for.”

“Oh. He doesn’t like Christmas?”

“I don’t think it’s that,”’ Sam says. “It’s more that he feels he doesn’t need to do the Christmas thing because he’s not human. It took Dean and me years to convince him to even sit down and watch Christmas movies with us. I think he does it more for our sake than any real investment. And now for you, of course.”

Jack absorbs this. “I see. What about Dean? He doesn’t seem like he likes Christmas, either.”

“Dean’s… a bit of a sourpuss at times,” Sam remarks. “Believe me, he never used to be. He’s actually the one that got me to celebrate Christmas again.”

“Why’d you stop?”

The question is innocent enough, but it still makes Sam’s mouth go a little bit dry. He tries to explain in the gentlest voice possible. “Dean and I, we had a lot of lonely years, Jack. Our father was gone a lot on Christmas, and Mom was... well, you know. But we still celebrated as much as we could as kids, even if we didn’t get a ton of gifts under the tree or candy in our stockings. But when Dean… after he sold his soul for me, I couldn’t face the idea of a Christmas without him, and so I just… stopped.”

He trails off, and glances at Jack, to see the boy looking sorrowfully at him.

“I’m sorry, Sam.”

“It’s okay,” Sam reassures him quickly. “That was a long time ago. We can do Christmas now, and a lot of that reason is because of you, Jack. If you weren’t here, we - I - might not care so much about it. I want you to experience this, all of it, in the ways that I couldn’t.”

Sam’s not used to being so open like this, but he swallows down the embarrassment. This was Jack. His… well, his son. It took him a long time to admit that to himself, that Jack had become that for him -- for him and Cas, and Dean to an extent -- and to acknowledge the depths of the importance the boy held. He smiles, ruffling the kid’s hair.

“Come on.”

They decide on a new skillet set for Dean, whose cooking has managed to get even better, much to Sam’s utter shock. Dean had been proficient at cooking for years, but in recent months, he’s refined his palette and skills to boot. Sam would dare say that the meals he gets from Dean are sometimes miles better than diner food from a few of the places that they frequent. Not that he’d ever tell Dean that. For Cas, it took them a little longer to find something, but Jack picked out a cat-decorated black throw blanket that the angel might put to use. Ever since Cas had started taking up residence in Sam’s room when they would watch Netflix together, Sam had joked that Cas should get his own blanket and pillow. Cas had said it wasn’t necessary, but clearly, even Jack felt that the angel needed one. Sam had to agree. He’d lost count of how many times Cas would hog the covers.

For Mom, Sam remembered her saying that she wanted a new duvet set for her room in the bunker if she was going to make it more ‘her.’ Unlike her boys, she disliked some of the bunker’s interior and was trying to make it more ‘homey,’ in a sense, even if she lived there only part-time. So he’d settled on something more neutral-colored, since Mary wasn’t a huge fan of bright, feminine colors. She liked to have lighter colors that anything could match with.

Going past the entertainment section, Sam stops, considering. There were a couple of things that he could cross off of Jack’s list right now, but it would be difficult to do that while he was here. He really wished that Cas had come with them now. “Hey, Jack?” He calls over to the boy, who is making his way through the DVD selection. “Do you mind waiting here for a few minutes? There’s something I want to get you.”

Jack smiles. “Okay, I’ll wait here.”

“Be careful,” Sam says, just out of habit, and feels like it’s a little much; of course his dad tendencies had to kick in when he was leaving Jack alone in a department store, of all places. Sam hurries back toward the home-ware section, and looks for the Star Wars blanket as well as the photo album. The blanket, Sam hadn’t been shocked to see on the list. Jack was a huge fan of Star Wars, even the newer stuff. But the album, and the asterisk written beside it, signaling its importance, along with the comment saying “For the rest of my life with my dads” had… well, it’d made Sam emotional.

They already had some pictures of Jack with and without them that would be good in the album. He picks out one that has the option for handwritten notes, and goes to the self-checkout to pay for the items, getting them bagged up before he heads back to find Jack.

He finds Jack exactly where he left him, talking to a little girl.

“I love Elsa too! Her powers are extraordinary, aren’t they?”

Ah, Frozen.

“Yeah, but ‘cause of that, people treat her bad,” The girl says, somewhat sadly, picking at the sleeve of her dress. “Just ‘cause she’s different. I think having powers is so cool.”

“Me, too,” Jack grins. The girl giggles back at him.

“Zoey!”

A woman, the girl’s mother, if Sam had to guess by the near-identical appearance, comes running over to them, sighing in relief when she spots her daughter. She grabs her by her shoulders. “Don’t worry me like that. You know how your father gets when you don’t listen to him.”

“Sorry, Ma’am,” Jack says at once, straightening up with a friendly smile. “I saw her by herself and wanted to keep her company.”

“Oh, thank you,” The woman says gratefully. “That’s very kind of you.”

Zoey holds up her Frozen DVD. “Look, Mommy. Jack helped me find it.”

“That’s great, sweetie.”

Zoey’s mom nods at Jack. “Thank you for helping her. Happy Holidays to you and your dad,” She says, smiling over at Sam, as she takes Zoey’s hand and the pair turn away.

“Bye bye, Jack,” The little girl waves, and Jack waves back to her. Sam comes up to his side, proud. God, Jack was a sweet kid. Sometimes he couldn’t believe that he was supposed to be Lucifer’s son. He was the furthest thing from him.

They head to go pay for the rest of their items, and Sam checks his watch absently while the cashier is ringing them up, and is shocked at the time. They’d been in here for close to two hours now. Once everything is bagged and in the cart, they start to proceed out the exit.

“All right. Come on, let’s get home.”

The first thing that Sam does, when he and Jack return back outside to find the Impala’s hood covered with snow, is think that Dean wasn’t going to be happy when they finally got back home. The second is to kick himself for not paying better attention to the weather forecast in the first place. The drive here hadn’t been bad, but that was a very different story now.

The news hadn’t mentioned anything about more snow accumulation during the afternoon hours. And to make matters worse, the visibility was low, and the snow was still falling in thick flakes. The roads now would be slick and messy, a far cry from a few hours ago. It would be awhile before they got home. He turns to Jack, who, despite the turn of the weather, still doesn’t look too bothered by it, his arms full of large shopping bags. So Sam plays it cool, guiding Jack back toward the Impala.

While it was true that he had less experience driving in accumulate weather than his brother did, Sam had driven in his fair share of snow. And considering that they had spent most of their life on the road and thus were better acquainted with the many changes of Mother Nature than most people, Sam thinks that maybe he can handle it. They’d just take it slow on the roads and take their time getting back to avoid any spin outs. Not that the Impala was notorious for that -- it was a hell of a car, despite how old she was getting. But there was always the chance. It’s only getting into the car and turning the key to start her up that Sam thinks it might be worse than he thought.

There was a deep rumble coming from the engine, but the car wasn’t starting. He tries several times, and comes up empty. “Uhh… Jack, we might, uh… we might be stuck here for a while.”

“Oh?” Jack asks, leaning up in his seat, furrowing his brows. “Is the car stuck or something?”

“It’s not starting, not even the heat, or --” Sam begins explaining, and backpedals when he sees the worry starting to form in the boy’s features. “Listen, I’ll, uh… I’ll try it again in a minute, okay? Maybe give it a few to get started.”

The car is cold, and Sam can tell that the temperatures outside were dropping with how much more the snow was beginning to stick. He curses under his breath, and attempts to start the car again. Still nothing. The last thing that Sam wants to do is to call Dean or Cas and have them come get them, but that might be the only option here, and if it was, he was going to get an earful from his brother. He could always call a tow truck to get them home, but Dean would know about that, too, and Sam wasn’t prepared to give his brother the satisfaction of being right for choosing not to go out in this.

So he and Jack sit and wait.

Maybe it would start soon.

When after fifteen minutes he has no success, and he begins to hear Jack’s teeth chattering, he knows that the gig is up and sighs. Being out here too long wasn’t an option. The last thing he needed was for Jack to get sick… again. So Sam makes the regretful decision to call Cas. The angel would take this better than Dean would, at any rate.

“Sam?” Cas answers after the second ring. “You’ve been gone a long while, is everything all right?”

“Not exactly,” Sam says, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Cas, we’re… kinda stuck in the Walmart parking lot. The car won’t start.”

Sam hears the sound of Dean’s voice talking to Cas, the angel relaying the situation, and Dean’s deep exclamation of curses that make Sam cringe.

“Dammit! What the hell did I tell him?” Dean’s saying, and Sam can picture him throwing his hands up in frustration.

“Sam, I’m on my way,” Cas replies, already reaching for his car keys. “I’ll try and get there as fast as I can, but with this weather, I can’t say how long it will be. Thirty minutes, maybe. Do the two of you have heat?”

“No, we don’t.” Sam says, starting to develop a chill, too.

“Maybe Dean was right,” Jack intones, looking crestfallen. “Maybe we shouldn’t have come out.”

Sam reaches over to pat the kid’s shoulder. No way in Hell was he going to let Jack feel bad about this. “Not your fault, Jack,” Sam says. “I should’ve paid better attention to the weather.”

“You wanted to make him happy, Sam,” Cas chimes in gently over the phone, and Sam can’t deny it, or mistake the way Cas’s words make his heart swell. “You did. This is just a setback. Hang on, I’ll be there soon.”

He hangs up with a click.

“Cas is on his way,” Sam tells Jack. “He’ll be here soon. Here,” He reaches into the glove box and pulls out a couple of heating packs, pressing one to Jack’s face. “This’ll keep you a little warm until we get home.”

It feels like a long time, but twenty minutes later, Cas is there, and Sam almost laughs when the car door opens and the angel pokes his head in.

There are countless snowflakes stuck in his hair.

“We’ll have to come back for the Impala,” Cas says, and it comes out so gravely that you’d think someone had died. “Dean isn’t at all happy about it, but he’ll get over it. I told him I’ll come back out tonight to get it. Come on. You’re both freezing.”

He removes his trenchcoat and puts it around Jack, and then places a hand to Sam’s stubbled cheek, emitting some heat to him with his grace. Cas’s touch lingers, and Sam wants to make a comment about body heat and how there were other ways to make some, but thinks better of it with Jack standing right there. This thing with him and Cas was still relatively new, and he didn’t need to freak the kid out. He’d caught them kissing on two occasions already.

Cas, however, leans over to whisper in his ear. “Just to warn you, Sam, Dean is awaiting you in your room. I believe his exact words were ‘I’m going to kick his ass for making Baby wait out there on her own all night.’ I very explicitly told him that your ass was in no danger. Not from him, anyway.”

A chill that has nothing to do with the cold runs up Sam’s spine. He flushes, clearing his throat. “’Course. Right.”

Noticing Sam’s pink cheeks, Jack just laughs at them. “Are you guys flirting again?”

Sam shakes his head in bemusement. Well, going back home to an angry brother, a hot angel boyfriend, and their son wasn’t a bad way to spend the rest of the day.

It could always be worse, right?

Especially on a snow day.

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