31 Days of SPN: Day 6

Prompt: Foggy Breath
Characters: Dean, Castiel
Pairings: Dean/Castiel

It's a cold December day. Dean and Castiel are taking a walk through the park in an attempt to escape the chaos at the bunker, hoping to get a little time to themselves. Dean's not the kind of guy that would normally take a stroll through the park, but at this point he's just happy to get some time alone with his boyfriend. He looks over at Cas, who has a small smile on his face as he walks along, enjoying the sights around him. He looks so content. His hair is messy from the wind and his breath comes out in foggy puffs of air. Dean smiles and reaches over to grab the angel's hand, lacing their fingers together. Castiel looks affectionately at the hunter and gives his hand a little squeeze.

"Hey Cas?" Dean asks, looking at his angel with a curious expression.

"Yes Dean?" 

"Um, I was just wondering why you're breathing. I mean, angels don't normally breath, do they?" Castiel chuckles and gives the hunter an amused look.

"No, not usually. Breathing is not necessary for our survival so there's really no need for it. However, I do sometimes. Especially in the winter." Cas answers.

"Why in the winter?"

"Because I like the way it looks. I like how it's foggy and I can see it." Dean's the one that laughs this time as the angel lets out a big breath. A steady puff of white drifts up into the air and Castiel smiles happily at it. Cas looks back at his hunter before speaking again. "Sometimes when we're laying down together I like to try to match my breathing pattern with yours. It makes me feel closer to you somehow." Dean feels his heart melt a little and smiles softly at the angel, pulling him closer and wrapping his arms around Cas' waist.

"I love you so much." he says quietly.

"I love you too, Dean." Cas replies honestly, looking into the hunter's eyes. Dean keeps one hand on Castiel's waist and brings the other one up to cup the angel's face. Cas automatically wraps his arms around his boyfriend's neck and leans in. They share a loving, passionate kiss. Warm tongues poking out to caress cold lips that move together perfectly. Cas runs his hand through Dean's hair and the hunter moans softly, leaning into the touch. After several moments they reluctantly break apart, pulling away only far enough to press their foreheads together. Dean laughs lightly and Cas can't help but do the same. Their breaths mix together into one puff of white fog that dances on the wind and swirls playfully around their heads. The two men look into each other's eyes, completely lost in each other. Completely in love with each other.