SPN ficlet: Pillow Talk (Dean/Benny PG-13 fluff)

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Title: Pillow Talk {from tumblr, also at AO3}
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Dean/Benny
Genre: AU, domestic, fluff
Warnings: based on a slightly nsfw picture!
Word Count: 358
Summary: Dean doesn’t know how Benny does it, but even his coffee is some kind of culinary masterpiece. And it’s ten times better served in bed, the morning after a solid night of… well. “I could get used to waking up like this,” Dean sighs happily.
A/N: Written for Jess at dailydeanbenny <3
Disclaimer: Supernatural ain't mine.



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Dean is woken by the sound of curtains being yanked open, the glare of sunlight piercing mercilessly through his closed eyelids. Grabbing the pillow he was sleeping on he covers his face with a pitiful groan.

“Good morning to you too,” Benny chuckles.

“Is it morning already?” Dean whines into the pillow. He’s never spent the whole night at Benny’s before, but they only just went to sleep a couple hours ago. “That’s so not fair,” he grumbles.

“Aw I know, sugar,” Benny croons sympathetically, “That’s why I brought you some coffee.”

Dean feels the bed dip as Benny slides back in beside him, the pillow slowly being pulled away from his face. He petulantly tries to hang on to it for second, but as soon as he gets a whiff of said coffee, the battle is lost.

“Thanks,” Dean mumbles sleepily, still pouting and squinting against the light as he accepts the steaming mug. Benny’s eyes are full of amused mirth as he hands it over.

“Better?” he asks as Dean swallows some of the brew down.

“Mmmm,” Dean moans appreciatively, nodding. Dean doesn’t know how Benny does it, but even his coffee is some kind of culinary masterpiece. And it’s ten times better served in bed, the morning after a solid night of… well. “I could get used to waking up like this,” Dean sighs happily.

“So could I,” Benny murmurs softly. And there’s something in Benny’s voice when he says it, something Dean feels in the weight of Benny’s gaze on his face, that sparks something warm and hopeful in his stomach.

But by the time Dean works up the nerve to raise his eyes, Benny’s gaze has already moved on, sweeping across Dean’s naked body with a grinning leer. “Yeah… Definitely could get used to this,” Benny drawls.

Dean snorts, smacking Benny upside the head with his pillow.

And the ensuing wrestling match leads to another round of… well, you know.

Years after Benny finally musters the courage to ask him to move in, Dean still remembers that first morning together in vivid detail, every time he sees the coffee stains on their carpet.

~ fin

[click to see the nsfw-ish pic this is based on!]





And in case you missed the pimpage, this was originally a submission to dailydeanbenny, an adorable blog by Jess that will make you love this pairing <3 Check it out!

ETA 2020: I made a podfic of this just to test my recording setup, but I did not expect my bedroom voice to come out so much lol! I'm currently looking for a longer oneshot to do but until then I have a few more drabble podfics here.