Prompt from the lovely rachesduncan: Cas gets really into knitting or crocheting and he starts making cosies for everything in the bunker. Dean and Sam both find it really weird (although Dean secretly thinks it’s the cutest thing in the world)
Click click click click. Dean ground his teeth together, and cast a furious glance towards the corner of the library.
Click click click click. He caught Sam’s eye; his brother rolled his eyes, looking equally annoyed.
Click click click – pause. Dean looked up hopefully. Perhaps Cas was done for toda–
Click click.
“Dammit, Cas!”
Over in the corner of the room, Cas put down his knitting needles with the air of one readying himself for a fight.