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Your wedding drabbles are the cutest thing ever🥺🥰
Reading this just make me.. like horny, but for cuddles🥰 (I don’t know if there’s a word for that😄)
The first thing Dean does when he wakes up is squeeze his eyes shut even tighter. Memories flood over him and it's almost too perfect to bear. His heart absolutely aches with thoughts of the wedding. Was yesterday even real?
Slowly, Dean cracks one eye open and he's grounded by the sight of Cas wrapped around him, legs tangled and chests pressed together; not just a sensation but an actual physical presence. Cas' hand is settled on Dean's chest, wedding ring resting right over Dean's heart. Out of the corner of his eye he can see their suits draped over the chair in the corner of the hotel room along with the rose Dean has pinned onto Cas' lapel perched delicately on the nightstand.
Oh God. It really was real. This. Them. They're married.
Dean's heartrate must kick up with his faster breathing because Cas' eyes flutter open. The second they do, Dean moves to capture Cas' lips in a breathtaking kiss. Cas' hand instantly moves to cup the back of Dean's neck; metal ring pressing against Dean's warm skin. They break the kiss slowly, panting short breaths against each other's lips in between little pecks and lingering touches.
"Good morning, husband. Can't believe I get to say that," Dean murmurs, kissing Cas' nose before shifting to nuzzle into Cas' neck.
"Husband," Cas whispers in awe, almost as if he were experiencing the same pleased shockwaves Dean had felt when he'd woken up a few minutes prior. Cas' eyes wander down to the ring on his finger, before catching sight of the matching one on Dean's. Linking their fingers together, Cas brings Dean's hand up to his lips and presses a lingering kiss to the band on Dean's finger. "I'm never going to tire of calling you husband."
Dean tugs Cas down into more lazy kisses, and God it feels so good. Cas has this little starstruck smile on his face every time they stop kissing and it makes Dean's heart skip a beat.
"Good morning," Cas finally murmurs, a little dazed after they've made out for a good half an hour. "Can the honeymoon start tomorrow?"
Dean props himself up to look at Cas, brushing his fingers through his husband's messy hair. "Thought you wanted that beach getaway today?" Dean asks.
"I do." Cas lingers on the words, smiling tenderly as the words echo his 'I do' from the wedding yesterday. "Right now, I just want this with you. Your arms around me. Your lips on mine. Just you and me. Don't wanna leave this bed."
And Dean gets it. Cuddles and lazy kisses leading to making out all day. Wrapped in each other's arms and just enjoying the bliss of being newlyweds. God that sounded perfect. The beach honeymoon could wait until tomorrow. Right now, ordering room service and laying in each other's arms and kissing the day away was all they could ever dream of.