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He’s tired as all hell and still wasted, so he’s climbing into @watchoutforsam’s bed and tugging him close.
He’s human— which means alcohol affects him much easier.
He’s wasted—; also crushing terribly on @watchoutforsam, so he’s a little touchy.
Don’t mind him, he’s just gonna sit right in Dean’s lap.
Tugs @Knighted_DW down the hall as gentle as ever, pouting softly.
“Dean.. will you sleep in my bed tonight? I don’t wanna sleep there alone..”
He knows @FerineGuile Is angry, which is why he’s behind him, palms brushing through the man’s hair soothingly, a kiss placed to his cheek.
Don’t get him sappy— he’ll cling and never leave—
“Promise?” He mumbled, tugging himself against Dean, tightening arms around him into a hug. nitter.gq/ferineguile/status/989…
// honestly same
But like
You come here to have fun
It shouldnt feel like a chore
That’s how I look at it.
I’ll get to it when I can/want to kind of thing nitter.gq/torturedvessel/status/…
He clues in, but teasing Dean just
o n e more time won’t kill anyone.
With still furrowed brows and a tilted head, he held back a grin and muttered.
“Actually, Dean, you might be hot but I find myself quite cold, I should perhaps get a jacket..”
He let the grin slip slowly. nitter.gq/torturedvessel/status/…
Okay. Stop.
[A hand runs down his face before he holds both of them up; exhaling slowly.]
Let's quit the food analogies and just say we're both hot. nitter.gq/BxbyCastiel/status/988…
// why is this mE lmAO nitter.gq/torturedvessel/status/…
“Well I don’t know now, which one is better? A snack or a meal? Cause if a meal is better then you’re a meal too- but if it’s not better then I wanna be a snack”
His lips formed a strong frown, head tilting. nitter.gq/torturedvessel/status/…
No. /No/.
[Damn angels and their somewhat logical thinking. The trench coat may look a little big at times but that was usually because of the wind. Damn it.]
Cas-- that's a good thing. Son of a bitch.
Do you want to be a snack? Would you rather be a snack? nitter.gq/BxbyCastiel/status/988…
A pout was spread far quicker than before, looking down at himself.
“You think I’m.. big?”
Oh, h o n.
The more food, the bigger the meal right? Five courses? He must be pretty big.
“Am I fat, Dean?”
Avoid that frown. It can kill. nitter.gq/torturedvessel/status/…
Oh, trust me, the compliment was noted.
[He lets out a loud bout of laughter. Flustered Castiel is the best.]
You're not a snack though.
You're a five-course meal, Cas. nitter.gq/BxbyCastiel/status/988…
Brows furrow yet again, a playful frown following.
“Shut -/up/, I was trying to /compliment/ you-”
P o u t.
Why does everything backfire—
Why can’t he just ( love ) like Dean? nitter.gq/torturedvessel/status/…
How is it my fault?
[He leans in to nudge the angel with his arm.]
You're the one who said I was a /s n a c k/. nitter.gq/BxbyCastiel/status/988…
“That’s not how that—”
Eyes narrow.
“-it’s /your/ fault. You and your.. /questions/.” nitter.gq/torturedvessel/status/…
You might need to repent.
Go to confession.
[He's not even sure if angels do that but he's enjoying this all too much at the moment.] nitter.gq/BxbyCastiel/status/988…
He huffs, tugging the sleeve of his trench coat up to rub his eyes, then softly petting the bubble bee with one finger.
“I’m fine- just.. this little bee broke his wing, that’s all..” nitter.gq/wingedtricxster/status…
“I—... yeah you’re right, I was just- I wasn’t-”
Oh b o y. He’s nervous.
His cheeks are about as red as Dean’s. nitter.gq/torturedvessel/status/…
[Now it's Dean's turn to flush a shade of red; choking slightly on air before he can compose himself.]
I think impure thoughts are a sin according to your father, Cas. nitter.gq/BxbyCastiel/status/988…
He’s so friggin sensitive.
Head turning, he squats down to pick up a tiny bee, heeling it’s broken wing and using it as distraction.
“No..” nitter.gq/wingedtricxster/status…