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Raising the Winchesters

AStarorTwo

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Of course, the Winchesters had suffered many injuries during hunts, from anything to scars, stab wounds, and the occasional bullet. But nothing had prepared them, nor Castiel, for a knock to the head that rendered them unconscious.


Sending them to a comfortable home, away from the buzz of others, the angel waited for the two brothers to awake.
 
Dean groaned softly, as he slowly came to, opening his eyes and looking around the room. He was confused. He had never seen this house before. Where was he?


Dean then looked up and saw Cas, who was staring down at him. Dean felt uncomfortable with this, and started to cry, wetting himself as well.
 
"Hello, Dean. You and Sam will be okay soon, I promise." the angel rumbled before picking Dean up and removing his soiled pants, exchanging them for an adult diaper with animals on it.


Sam, on the other hand, was still out like a light, and would be a for a bit longer.
 
Dean pouted whenever he felt the bulk of the crinkly thing taped around his waist. He was definately not used to it, and wanted something to cover it with, but he only had a clean shirt, for now. He hoped Sammy wouldn't laugh at him, whenever he woke up.
 
Smoothing Dean's hair, feeling the soft, dark-blonde hairs stand back up immediately, before tugging a pair of sweatpants over the diaper, sensing the older hunter's discomfort at seeing it, "There you are, Dean."


The younger Winchester began to stir, and was almost as confused as Dean was, before he saw Cas. Since Sam knew him, the taller wasn't as afraid, and in fact cooed and gurgled, making grabby hands at the angel standing in front of him.
 
Dean looked over and saw that Sam had woken up, and was surprisingly happy, at this whole ordeal. He got onto his hands and knees and slowly crawled over to his brother, giving his hair a tug, giggling mischeviously, as he did so. Cas was going to have his hands full.
 
Smiling softly at his now two little boys, the angel watched them play.


Looking at whoever was tugging his hair, and seeing it was his big brother, Sam squealed happily and also started to tug a bit at Dean's hair, although there wasn't as much as Sam had, it still worked.
 
Dean winced. Sam was hurting him, but he still put on a brave face, and made it through the pain, not wanting to make his brother upset. About 15 minutes passed and Dean's tummy started to growl. He was hungry, despite having already eaten two burgers, and two big slices of pie over the past couple hours.
 
Letting go of Dean's hair and hearing his brother's tummy growl, Sam giggled and prodded Dean's tummy, wondering why it was making those sounds.


Cas, on the other hand, scooped Dean up and fed him a bottle, knowing that with the regression, the bother's motor skills were also diminished. Meaning, in this case, they wouldn't be able to eat foods like pie or burgers without help.
 
Dean turned away from the bottle, not wanting to drink some yucky formula. He wasn't too keen on milk, either. He knows that Cas was trying his best, but Dean really didn't want the bottle.
 
Frowning and opting for something else that would fill Dean's tummy, Cas grabbed a small sandwich and fed it to Dean, hoping the little one would like it, and that it would fill his stomach.


Sam crawled across the floor before plopping down on his bottom and sucking his thumb, waiting for his brother to come back down and play with him.
 
Dean looked over Cas' shoulder at his brother and smiled at him. He then ate the sandwich offered to him, finishing up with a burp, making grabby hands for his brother. He didn't want to see Sam sitting there alone.
 
Smirking at tad his two little ones, Cas placed Dean on the floor beside his brother, before the angel went to go get a book to read.


"D-Dee!" Sam squeaked, before cooing and cuddling his brother.
 
Dean giggled and cuddled Sam back, gently pushing him onto his back, and climbing on top of his chest, his diaper crinkling as he gently bounced a bit, giggling even louder.
 
Heading back to the room, book in hand, Castiel titled his head at the scene before him. It seemed relatively normal, and the boys were fun and giggling, so the angel nodded to himself, sat down in a chair, and began to read.


Sam giggled at seeing Dean on top of his chest, and squealed a bit, excitement getting the better of him.
 
Dean paused and let out a small fart, blushing bright red as he looked down at Sam, very embarassed to have let out gas right infront of him.
 
Hearing the noise that came from his brother's padded bottom, Sam giggled, thinking it was rather funny. Dean was silly.
 
Smelling the mess Dean had made, Castiel put his book down and changed the older Winchester, rubbing his tummy and trying to make him feel better. "It's okay, Dean. Sam is not bothered by it at all."


The younger Winchester still laid on his back, kicking his legs happily, "Dee!"
 
Dean giggled at his silly brother and crawled over to him, gently tickling his tummy, and falling over on him.
 
Looking on lovingly at this two baby boys, Castiel went back to reading to his book, keeping a watchful, impossibly blue-eye on the pair.


Cooing at his brother tickling him, Sam patted Dean's face and squealed when he felt the older land on top of him, their diapers crinkling.
 
Dean giggled and cooed, sitting up on the floor, and pulling Sam up, placing a hand behind his back, to keep him sitting up.
 
Smiling shyly at his older brother, and also grateful for the help, as sitting up was a bit hard for the little one, the taller patted Dean's face and nuzzled him, "T..Th-Than-ks Dee."
 
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Dean smiled at his brother and hugged him tight, nuzzling against his long, soft hair, gently kissing the crown of his head.
 
Cooing, Sam cuddled closer to his brother, being a bit shy all of a sudden.


Seeing the sight before him, the angel's heart warmed and he couldn't believe how lucky he was to have these two as his own. While it was a stark contrast from the tough, fierce hunters they once were: it's nice to seem them this way, innocent and adorable.
 

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