Keep the Bees

Dean swallowed hard. Shit. There was nothing he wanted to do less than putting his hand into the beehive. “Nah, I’m just gonna watch you do it for now. Wouldn’t wanna damage anything, you know…”Cas just rolled his eyes. “You won’t. The frames are sturdy, and if you only grab onto the wood, the combs won’t be harmed in any way.”Yeah, Dean wasn’t really worried about the wax being harmed. It didn’t seem like he had a choice, however. Cas was watching him expectantly, and if Dean didn’t wanna fess up right now that he wasn’t the bee-fan he’d pretended to be, he’d have to man up and pick up the damn frame.- - -Dean is once again helping Cas with his bees. How long will he be able to keep up the pretense of liking them, before it will all come crashing down?