ASHLEY I'M UP AT 5AM FOR THIS.
31.Sunrise
“Teddyteddyteddyteddyteddy,” Cas giggled, rolling over to face the metamorphmagus. “Look. The sun's coming up.”
Teddy scrunched up his nose, and before Cas realised what was happening, he had a chest full of Teddy. His hair swirled through all the colours of the rainbow, and Cas idly ran his fingers through it, suddenly too absorbed to notice the sun rise in front of them.
“Sun means it's morning,” Teddy mumbled - or at least, that's what Cas thought he said. “And morning means... Tor... means bad.”
Cas had to agree. “Okay. The sun's not coming up.”
32.Sunset
The sun was setting when Cas stretched his arms above his head, forcing himself to sit up. It was the middle of exams, and they were both stir-crazy. Even though they had a Potions exam tomorrow, Cas had dragged Teddy out to the lake after lunch. Teddy had fallen asleep, because he was a freak and could sleep anywhere, but it was time to wake him.
Leaning down, he licked Teddy's cheek, causing a flail-y awakening. Once he'd avoided the limbs, he gestured to the sunset, and Teddy leant against him. They just sat, and watched.
This... this was comfortable.
33.Too Much
He shouldn't have had that last drink. Or the first. Or let Cas convince him this was a good idea. He wasn't sure what he'd taken, but it was enough that with just a hand on his hip, guiding him through the crowd, he was going insane.
And now, with Cas behind him and some witch in front of him, he thought he was going to pass out. He could... fucking feel Cas, hard, pressed to his arse. Then... those lips on his neck were almost enough to make him snap, there on the dance floor.
Gods. Fucking... too much.
34.Not Enough
“I-I'm not going to... fuck, Teddy,” Cas hissed between his teeth and swallowed, licking his lips. “Just... nngh, Merlin, harder.”
Face buried in his neck, Teddy shook his head. “I... gods, I don't want to...”
Cas almost growled in frustration, slamming his hips back against Teddy with as much force as he could muster.
“Stop fucking treating me like I'll break,” he gasped out. “I want to... oh... feel you, it's n-not enough...”
Teddy was glad he gave in, eventually. The desperate begging that followed would be enough to distract him from work for months.
35.Sixth Sense
Was it a sixth sense if it only applied to one person?
Cas didn't know, nor did he care. Because he was grateful for the ability to know whether Teddy was home when floo'd in, and able to pick up on non visual emotional clues. If he could, he'd go back in time and congratulate his thirteen year old self for picking a page in a book they hated and going “This looks kinda cool.”
Because it woke him before Teddy did from nightmares, made it easier to understand his infuriating fiance. It was... them, more than anything else