[ There's a snort of annoyance at the comment, choosing to ignore it rather than chase a fight. It's not as if he should have to explain he's doing it to help him, but then, Dean has always been particular stubborn in some aspects. Castiel only goes with it, letting him take over once the difficult part is done. None of this seems out of what's slowly becoming ordinary from them except the very obvious invitation.
To join him.
He stares at him for a moment, tossing the idea around in his head. He's not tired, but-- A slight shake of his head, and he's dropping down onto his knees, easily navigating the small space to stretch out beside him along the side that's not hurt. ]
You're being difficult. [ Though his tone is light, almost teasing. ] Is this what you wanted?
[ Because he's carefully turning onto his side to face him, propped up by an arm and freely observing Dean spread out the way he is. He takes the position of his body into account, the slight bit of skin he can see from the way his shirt bunches up. Castiel wants to reach out and tug it down or slip his fingers under it to feel how warm he is, but he only uses his free hand to reach out and rest it on Dean's.
He's probably going to be in a lot of pain come morning, and Castiel wishes, not for the first time, that he could take it all away somehow. ]
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To join him.
He stares at him for a moment, tossing the idea around in his head. He's not tired, but-- A slight shake of his head, and he's dropping down onto his knees, easily navigating the small space to stretch out beside him along the side that's not hurt. ]
You're being difficult. [ Though his tone is light, almost teasing. ] Is this what you wanted?
[ Because he's carefully turning onto his side to face him, propped up by an arm and freely observing Dean spread out the way he is. He takes the position of his body into account, the slight bit of skin he can see from the way his shirt bunches up. Castiel wants to reach out and tug it down or slip his fingers under it to feel how warm he is, but he only uses his free hand to reach out and rest it on Dean's.
He's probably going to be in a lot of pain come morning, and Castiel wishes, not for the first time, that he could take it all away somehow. ]