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"This is a terrible movie."
"I don't know what you expected."
"Cas, really?"
"Yes, Dean."
"C'mon, the internal structure is crap."
"Daddy,"Mary whines. "Quiet!"
"You seriously like this?"Dean asks his daughter, poking and tickling her with his pen as he's supposed to be editing another article. "You're not my child. I'm disowning you for liking this."
"Dean!"
"Papa, make Daddy be quiet! He's ruining Elsa's song."
"If I have to watch this girl build that ice tower again I'm going to explode,"Dean complains as Cas comes out of the kitchen.
"You're being a jerk,"Cas informs him. "It's a kid's movie."
"I demand better quality movies for my child. I'm going to write a book."
Cas rolls his eyes. "Yeah, that'll really show them not to mess with Dean Winchester."
"Oh my goodness,"Mary huffs, a habit she picked up from her Aunt Anna, "Papa, Daddy, be quiet."
"I'm writing a book,"Dean says again, petulantly determined.
Cas shakes his head and leans over the back of the couch to kiss him. Dean can taste the apples from the pies on his lips, just as he has thousands of times before, just as he will thousands more.
"Sam and Jess will be over in a few hours," Cas says. "Did you remember to pick up the Turkey?"
"I got the turkey like two days ago. Is Sam telling you his plans and not me?" Dean asks, fake annoyed because it's kind of nice. His brother is texting his husband and the whole family is getting together for a meal that will still probably be a complete shit show, but at least no one will cry. Well probably no one will cry. Gabriel did make the most beautiful toast at their wedding and Dean kind of teared up. Maybe he wouldn't do the same thing for a Thanksgiving meals. But in the last five years there's been a lot of tears, the time Cas found out about Benny or when Dean got to hold little baby Mary in his arms for the first time.
"He loves me more," Cas says.
Dean pulls Cas in for another sugary kiss. "I love you more."
"Gross," Mary mutters under her breath.