WIPVEMBER: The One Where I'm Almost Out Of WIPs So : comments.
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Or any of your gender-swapped Supernatural pairings? Girl!Sam/Gabriel, Sam/Girl!Gabriel, Girl!Dean/Cas are all incredibly welcome.
Thanks for whatever you write, and happy thanksgiving!
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"This is like Christmas," he says. "No, this is better than Christmas."
The pies are cued up on the card table in their beautiful perfection: apple, pumpkin, pecan, chocolate bourbon, cherry, and even some crazy fancy-ass pear thing.
"You look like you're about to faint," Sam jokes.
"Sam, this is sacred." Dean breathes out. "This is a religious moment."
Dean feels the puff of displaced air on the back of his neck as Cas says, "Well, this is a pleasant change. If only I had known it took baked goods to obtain your faith earlier."
Dean had suspected Cas of a certain sappiness before, but this just confirms it.
"Aw, babe," he spins around and smacks a wet, noisy kiss on Cas's mouth. Dean grins.
"It's just piety."
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