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Dean: I have a plan

Sam: No murder

Dean: I don’t have a plan

Dean: I have another plan.

Sam: No torture either.

Dean: *Tosses his hands in exasperation.*

Dean: Okay, how abou-

Sam: *not looking up from his newspaper* no kidnapping

Dean: *screams*

Dean: FINE then let’s just-

Sam: *flips through book* no girls, we’re on a case

Dean: *exasperated spluttering* but…tha… *jumps out window*

Dean: Well, what if we-

Sam: No demon deals.

Dean: I’m telling Cas you don’t like any of my ideas.

Cas: Hello Dean. There is one more option-

Dean and Sam: NO WORKING WITH CROWLEY!

Cas: Very well. We could-

Dean and Sam: NO LEVIATHANS!!

Cas: *leaves*

But like, why does everyone say Cass is the grump in the morning when it’s Dean in canon?

Well, first off, we really didn’t see how bad the grump in Dean was until this season (13). And, Castiel with that scowly scowl and adorable squint, is totally a good reason to make him an ass in the AM.

However,

Why don’t we consider both of them as assholes in the morning? Like, why you gotta make a girl choose? Picture this if you will:

*6 AM. Alarm is blaring*

Dean slaps it off. He rolls over to face Castiel who is squinting at him with a deep frown. Dean scowls back.

“It’s morning,” Castiel growls.

“Yeah, it’s morning,” Dean answers.

They both roll away from each other and painstakingly make sure they do not touch as they doze back off until the snooze alarm goes off.

*11:53 PM. Getting ready for bed*

“I love you more,” Dean says as he pulls off his shirt.

“No, I love you more,” Castiel argues as he folds up his jeans.

“That’s a dirty damn lie,” Dean says.

Castiel grins. “It’s true. I don’t love you for about two hours after waking up, but you don’t love me for at least three. Therefore, I love you more.”

Dean purses his lips and considers. He nods. “Yeah, you’re right.”

*7:13 AM. Their first morning together*

Dean blinks awake trying his very best not to make a bad impression, but the blinds are open and there’s sun and he hates everything. “G’morning,” he grumbles.

Castiel growls and shoves him away with his foot. “If you try to kiss me I will smite you.”

Dean grins into his pillow. Death threats first thing in the morning? He’s never been so sure that he’s destined to be with someone as he is right at this very moment.

***

All I’m saying is, Dean and Castiel both not being morning people.