Literature
Angel of music (Dean/Reader/Castiel) part 6
Luka yawns in my arms, and rests his head on my shoulder. I look down at him, "Are you sleepy?" He nods his small head. He seems to be about 10 months old.
"Do you have some sort of bed for him?" I look at the four brothers, that is what I am referring to them as, and they look amongst themselves confused. Dean is the first to speak up. "We could put some blankets and things on the floor, just for tonight."
"That's a good idea, here." I give Luka to Dean, who looks like a fish out of water for a minute, before adjusting the child in his arms. Baby Luka leans his head in the crook of his neck, and I can't help but smile at the sight. I look
