Yeah, I'll tell you something.

Dean woke up on the floor. He muttered something under his breath that, if he was more awake, might have sounded like “Why am I on the floor?” He grumbled a bit more then sat up, but he grinned when he saw that his bed was occupied.

Castiel was stretched out across the tiny motel bed, sleeping for what might be the first time since he took a human form. The blankets were wrapped around him like a cocoon, his mouth was open the slightest bit, and his hair was messed up and sticking up in points  all over the back of his skull. Dean couldn’t help but think he was adorable. As he was watching Cas turned over and snuggled deeper into his blankets. Dean got up quietly and found the pants he had been wearing last night. Carefully, trying not to make any noise, he reached into the pocket and took out his cell phone. Dean selected the camera function and pointed it towards the bed.

*CLICK*That was gonna be his new wallpaper.