[ He's immediately there the instant he starts to topple, sliding an arm around his waist in order to steady him, and it's not until Dean makes that particular comment that he realizes he's holding onto him with the arm he's just sewed up. Castiel gently pushes it down, staring at the bandage as he does so. Still slightly pink, no outstanding red, and he breathes a bit easier even as he sighs. ]
You're going to rip the stitches if you're not careful. [ Always so careless, even high on painkillers. He rolls his eyes. ] Lean on me.
[ Since that's the only way they're going to make it to the bed.
Castiel takes more of his weight and walks with him, half dragging him in an attempt to make it there a lot faster. There's still the concern of getting Dean out of those bloody clothes, and perhaps he'd miscalculated the time it should have taken for the medicine to work, storing the information away in case he'd have need of it again. And once there, once they make it to the mattress, he kicks the blankets aside to make room for them. ]
Easy.
[ The only command he gives him, doing his best to help him down onto it without knocking them both over or falling on him. ]
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You're going to rip the stitches if you're not careful. [ Always so careless, even high on painkillers. He rolls his eyes. ] Lean on me.
[ Since that's the only way they're going to make it to the bed.
Castiel takes more of his weight and walks with him, half dragging him in an attempt to make it there a lot faster. There's still the concern of getting Dean out of those bloody clothes, and perhaps he'd miscalculated the time it should have taken for the medicine to work, storing the information away in case he'd have need of it again. And once there, once they make it to the mattress, he kicks the blankets aside to make room for them. ]
Easy.
[ The only command he gives him, doing his best to help him down onto it without knocking them both over or falling on him. ]