I must've set my mug of coffee down while reading this, because when I reached the end and cast about for it, I discovered it perched on a couch cushion, and cold. THAT is the sort of fic you have written, here - you separated me from my coffee and I didn't even notice. :O I know it's a crack fic, but your characterization is just so spot-on and endearing.
You know, I don't even like marriage fic. At least, I didn't think I did, but now you've gone and changed my mind. I'm more than a little in love with the idea of a matched set of those handprints, I really am.
"Yes, Dean," Castiel said, and it occurred to Dean that this was Castiel's long-suffering, I am half-married to the most oblivious member of mankind expression. I am never going to read that expression of his any other way.
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Date: 2010-05-26 05:53 pm (UTC)You know, I don't even like marriage fic. At least, I didn't think I did, but now you've gone and changed my mind. I'm more than a little in love with the idea of a matched set of those handprints, I really am.
"Yes, Dean," Castiel said, and it occurred to Dean that this was Castiel's long-suffering, I am half-married to the most oblivious member of mankind expression. I am never going to read that expression of his any other way.