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Dean slowly opened his eyes, and took in his new surroundings. Everything was blurry, and fuzzy. The room was a soothing pale blue, with little animal decorations on the walls. Dean looked around, and saw that he was surrounded by tall, white wooden crib bars. He whimpered and started to cry. He was scared and confused about where he was, and to top it all off, he had a full, messy diaper, and was forming a nasty rash underneath it all. Dean flailed his arms, but hit the bars of his crib everytime, with his mittened hands. Poor Dean’s face was turning red, and his chest and throat were hurting, because he was crying so hard.


Cas was in for one hell of a day....

 
A whimper alerted Castiel to the wakening of his charge. He moved quickly from the kitchen where he'd been preparing food and a bottle towards the nursery, and the sight that greeted him upon his arrival melted his heart. Dean lay crying in his new crib, his face screwed up in tears, fear and desperation rolling off him in waves. Cas was at the crib in an instant, lowering the crib side and scooping out the newly regressed hunter into his arms. "Shh, my sweet little boy," Cas murmured to Dean. "Daddy's here. I'm right here, and I'm going to take such good care of you, you'll see."
 
Amazingly, Dean started to calm down, his crying ceasing, until it was no more than the occasional whine or whimper. It was so amazing how Cas could calm him, just by speaking to him, in that sickly sweet tone, that reminded Dean of how most mothers would speak to a newborn baby. It made him feel....special, unlike any way he'd ever felt before, and he liked it. Leaning against his angel caretaker, the former hunter yawned and let out a contented gurgle, snuggling into the comfort of Cas' arms, forgetting all about his full diaper and rash.
 
Castiel smiled at the baby boy who was now snuggling into his arms. It was astounding to see how easily Dean slipped into his new role, how easily he accepted the love he so obviously needed. A certain smell alerted Castiel to part of the reason for Dean's former discomfort. "Uh-oh! I think somebody has a stinky bottom! Yes they do!" Cas rocked Dean softly in his arms as he walked over to the changing table he'd constructed. Laying Dean down, he pulled off the tabs of the diaper, removing the smelly material and setting to work cleaning his baby boy. After the wipes had done their job, Castiel noticed red inflamed skin underneath Dean's bottom, the signs of an early rash. "Oh, my poor baby, I bet you were so uncomfortable! Daddy's going to fix that right now..."
 
Dean whimpered and squirmed slightly, his legs kicking out a bit, as his lower half was exposed to cool air. He knew he was in good hands, because Cas would never do anything to hurt him, and he was one of the most trustworthy people that Dean knew, which wasn't too many. Flinching slightly, and whining at the feeling of the cool cream against his skin, the regressed hunter felt releif wash over him. Daddy had made it all better, just as he promised.
 
He finished with the cream, and sprinkled baby powder over Dean's diaper area. Finally, Castiel pulled the front of the diaper up between Dean's legs, taping it snuggly over him. Unable to resist the cute picture Dean made, laid out on the table in nothing but a puffy white diaper, Castiel reached down and began to tickle his baby's tummy.
 
Squirming slightly, Dean let out an adorable giggle, his green eyes bright and filled with innocence, just as they should be. Dean can't remember the last time anyone had taken care of him this way; cleaned up his messes, cuddled him, and tickled his tummy. It felt so rewarding to have an angel taking care of him, tending to his every whim, not resting until he was satisfied, which, apparently, didn't take all that much effort on Castiel's part.
 
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With his diaper newly changed, Castiel decided to dress Dean for the day. Choosing a white, fuzzy onesie that would cover Dean from head to toe, he gently guided Dean's limbs through the soft material, encasing his feet, and popping his mitten-covered hands through the arm holes. Lastly Castiel pulled up the hood, noting the fuzzy ears that now rested on top of Dean's head as a result. Dean's bright green eyes stood out against the white material. "Who's a handsome boy? Its you! Yes it is!" Castiel cooed delightedly as he picked Dean up and settled him on his hip. "Now...does my little Dee want some breakfast? Or would he rather have some cuddly time?"
 
Dean smiled and grabbed at the front of Cas' coat, refusing to let go. He loved being dressed up, especially in an outfit, that made him look super adorable. Hmm...eat or cuddle? Dean wanted to do both, but he didn't think that was really possible, so he chose the most importart of the two, food. Looking up at Daddy, Dean let out a burble, drooling slightly, to let Cas know what he wanted.
 
"Food it is then!" Castiel said, and began walking towards the kitchen. Next to the table sat a large highchair, especially made for Dean. Castiel sat his baby boy down in the chair, and snapped the three point harness around him, to ensure that his baby wouldn't fall out. On the countertop rested the baby food that he had been preparing before Dean woke up, and giving it a quick stir, he brought the mashed fruit over and sat in on the tray in front of Dean. Taking a bright blue bip, Castiel carefully wiped the drool dribbling down Dean's chin, before tying it securely around Dean's neck. Scooping the spoon into the baby food, Castiel approached Dean's mouth with the plastic spoon. "Open wide Dee! Here comes the Impala, vroom vroom..."
 
Dean opened his mouth obediently for Cas, patting his mittened hands against the high chair tray, excited to be fed. Dean was living the good life, now. He didn't have to worry about hunting those demons or monsters, anymore. Sammy took care of that, and Cas took care of him. But Dean wondered if Sam even knew about Castiel doing this.
 
Food dribbled down the side of Dean's face, and Castiel chased it with the soft spoon, scooping as much as he could manage into Dean's mouth. The bib was used to grab the excess residue in Cas' seemingly hopeless attempt to keep his little boy clean. "Who's a messy little boy, Dean? Its Daddy's little boy, isn't it? Yes it is!"
 
Dean just giggled at Cas' attempts, which had not been the best, so far. He wasn't really trying to be messy on purpose, but eating that soft food was a bit difficult when your brain keeps telling you how to eat, but your mouth doesn't wanna listen. It was a bit frustrating sometimes.
 
Soon the jar of food was finished, and Castiel had a bit of a mess on his hands. "I guess Daddy's learning too, huh baby boy?" Cas said, his nose crinkling in a smile at the adorable picture Dean made in his highchair.
 
It wasn't long before Dean started fussing, a whine escaping his mouth, and his mittened hands smacking against the plastic highchair tray, as Dean squirmed in the seat, held back by the straps buckled over his chest. He wanted out of the highchair, so he and Cas could have their cuddly time.
 
"Okay, hold your horses little guy," Castiel said, seeing the early signs of an oncoming tantrum. Undoing the straps of the chair and pulling the tray back, Cas lifted Dean up into his arms. "I think its time somebody had a good warm bubble bath. Don't you wanna be clean when your big brother comes to see you?"
 
Dean gulped. Sam was coming to...see him? What what he think of all this? He didn't think Sam knew about Cas doing this. He could see it now, Sam laughing at him, and pinching his cheeks until they turned red, then mock-cooing to him, with a sarcastic look on his face.
 
Castiel was oblivious to Dean's spiraling thoughts as he carried him towards the bathroom to be bathed. Once in the bathroom, he carefully set Dean down onto the bath rug, and began preparing a bath, with lots of bubbles of course! Satisfied with the temperature of the water, Castiel started to remove Dean's diaper and mittens, and gently laid him down into the bath.
 
Dean squirmed and fussed at first, until he noticed all the bubbles floating around him. Giggling, the green-eyed man reached forward and grabbed a handful of bubbles, rubbing them on his head and grinning. Then, the man grabbed another handful and tried to eat it, only to be stopped by his angel caretaker.
 

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