Castiel returns his attention to the sky, hands on his stomach, and crosses his ankles. After a moment he sits up, shucks off his jacket and reaches over to drape it over Dean's chest before laying back down, as if it were the most normal thing to do.
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Castiel returns his attention to the sky, hands on his stomach, and crosses his ankles. After a moment he sits up, shucks off his jacket and reaches over to drape it over Dean's chest before laying back down, as if it were the most normal thing to do.