[ dean's used to the nightmares. used to waking up with his heart still racing, sweat beading his skin. this time the latter is missing, and soothing his nerves is easier, most likely because upon waking up the after effect of his drinking are much more demanding of his attention than anything.
the question comes to him from nowhere, has him tensing for a moment before he realizes it's cas. if cas is pressed close, dean's face is half buried in his hair and the pillow he's apparently claimed for himself. a breath later, and he relaxes again. moving seems like a bad idea, but clarity where there had been none the previous night is crawling back in, along with the guarded mask he's so known for wearing these days. ]
Get off me.
[ it's a quiet growl, voice rough.
the fact that cas is so close bothers him only slightly. he's not used to waking up with someone so close, but at the same time, there's some comfort still in the way they've all but melted together. still, he has every intention to peel himself away from cas, but only after the other man moves.
that an important enough reason for you, cas? or does he have to kick you off the bed. ]
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the question comes to him from nowhere, has him tensing for a moment before he realizes it's cas. if cas is pressed close, dean's face is half buried in his hair and the pillow he's apparently claimed for himself. a breath later, and he relaxes again. moving seems like a bad idea, but clarity where there had been none the previous night is crawling back in, along with the guarded mask he's so known for wearing these days. ]
Get off me.
[ it's a quiet growl, voice rough.
the fact that cas is so close bothers him only slightly. he's not used to waking up with someone so close, but at the same time, there's some comfort still in the way they've all but melted together. still, he has every intention to peel himself away from cas, but only after the other man moves.
that an important enough reason for you, cas? or does he have to kick you off the bed. ]