Fics like Mixtapes & Mixed Messages

“You’re not…nervous, right?" Sam spoke up, as he eyed his brother's increasingly frustrated attempts to fix up the guest room. "I mean, I know it’s been a while since you and Cas have seen each other in person—” Dean snorted. ‘A while.’ Try three and a half years. “—but you still video chat all the time—” Once a week. “And you guys have been best friends since you were fifteen. Doubt Cas is looking to be impressed.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m just in the holiday spirit. And you’re in the Scrooge-You spirit, apparently,” Dean grumbled, walking past his brother and into the kitchen. Sam put his hands up in surrender. “Fine, fine. If you want to pretend this is all perfectly normal, I won’t say anything else—” Of course, that’s when the tabletop Christmas tree—which Dean had put up again this year—tipped over, scattering keychains across the floor.

Fics like Mixtapes & Mixed Messages

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