Jensen Ackles | Knock Knock Who’s There

Every day Dean can’t believe it.

Every single day of his life he wakes up next to dark hair and a scruffy face, and every day he has to sit and stare at the sleeping figure for a solid minute before he can believe it.

Sometimes he convinces himself that a djinn got him, and this is the made-up world he got thrown into.

Other times he thinks Cas is playing some huge joke on him.

But then he’ll tentatively kiss Cas’ shoulder as if it’s forbidden, and Cas will mumble something along the lines of “get off me, tryna sleep” before scooting away from Dean and continuing to snore. 

And when he finally wakes up and pads into the kitchen, there’s a sleepy smile on his face as he rubs his eyes and reaches out for Dean to put a cup of coffee in his hand.

Then Cas sits and they talk and laugh and that’s when Dean decides that this is real.

Every day.

The same routine.

Even when the dark hair turns more to gray and the snores get louder with age and the time it takes to wake up increases more and more.

Even then, Dean still doesn’t believe it.

The first morning he wakes up and rolls over to a cold pillow and unruffled sheets and a bed devoid of his lover’s scent, he learns a new kind of unbelievable.