Ryson and Castiel were your gay parents. You were born with a drug and you were a healthy little baby with few problems. You could choose your own age.

You were sleeping in the middle of Castiel and Ryson all the time, and it was 6 o'clock in the morning. You had woken up early and Ryson was asleep holding you gently around your waist and Castiel was sleeping in front of you facing you. You made a few noises and Castiel slowly opened his brown eyes and looked at you.

"Are you awake, baby?"

He asked in a tired tone and his voice was deep. Castiel praised his eyes with his hand, looked back at you and sighed. Ryson looked like he was still asleep.