"I'm not used to the woods." Dean wrapped his arms around him comfortingly.

"Don't worry, as long as you have me, I'll protect you." He felt arms wrap back around him.

"I guess I'm lucky." Castiel smiled flirtatiously still flushed. Dean smiled back. He noticed their position and blushed a little. He cleared his throat.

"Uh... Cas?" Dean asked. "You ready to continue our walk?"

"Sure." Castiel pushed his arms up and carefully got off of Dean. They continued their walk, Dean was gonna tell Castiel something after a long silence to see him sleep walking along.

Oh Cas, you look adorable, Dean thought. He grabbed Castiel and gently put him on his back. Dean continued the walk like that and settled somewhere. He put the boy down gently onto the ground and heard a twig snap. He looked around himself, eyes darkening with the night.

A rustle from the bushes came from behind him. He walked to it before a bunny popped out. Dean softened.

"Hey there little guy," Dean bent down and picked up the bunny. He petted the bunny's head before snapping its neck. "Sorry, but I'm hungry." Dean whispered to the lifeless animal in his hands. He sank his teeth into the bunny. Eating it in minutes, blood stained Dean's mouth and cheeks.

Dean took a deep breath and wiped off the blood with his shirt. It was noticeable, but he didn't pay attention to it. He discarded the bones, kicking them under a bush. He kept one in his hand, snapping it to amuse himself while Castiel slept. The moon was out but Dean couldn't hear any howls.

"Awooooo." He howled to himself. Castiel turned on his side but didn't wake up.

"I'm borrrreeedddd." Dean whined, kicking a stick. He tossed it up in the air, catching it each time. Then he threw it too high, and it was caught by the wind. It stabbed Castiel gently in the nape of his neck.

He sat up suddenly, arms in a defensive position. "Wh- Who's there!?" He said, still sounding groggy. Dean walked over, coming into Castiel's view.

"Cas, it's just me. A stick hit you. Sorry." Dean explained to him. Castiel's eyes drooped. He waved his hand off sleepily.

"It's fine, I just-" He fell back asleep. Dean chuckled.

"Goodnight, Cas." Dean laid down next to the boy. He was facing away from the wolf, but he felt at peace watching his chest rise and fall. Eventually, he noticed their breathing synced. Castiel sighed and turned over again, facing Dean now. A smile played at his lips.

"Goodnight, Dean..." He must've heard him. Dean felt his cheeks heat up slightly from the acknowledgment. He smiled and closed his eyes, trying to sleep.

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