'Rules are different with you.' Gosh, Dean, that's about the nicest thing a guy's ever said to Cas. ...no really, it is. Cas tilts his head, but nods, reassured. Dean's being honest.
He slides his hand down to grip the neck of the bottle, slumping into the chair across from Dean in a very clumsy, very human kind of way as he takes a swig of Jack. It's so strange- his emotions are just so strong when he's mortal, and sometimes he has to wonder how humans manage to function with all those feelings mucking shit up. Right now, though, it's okay, because right now Castiel feels stupidly and absurdly happy.
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'Rules are different with you.' Gosh, Dean, that's about the nicest thing a guy's ever said to Cas. ...no really, it is. Cas tilts his head, but nods, reassured. Dean's being honest.
He slides his hand down to grip the neck of the bottle, slumping into the chair across from Dean in a very clumsy, very human kind of way as he takes a swig of Jack. It's so strange- his emotions are just so strong when he's mortal, and sometimes he has to wonder how humans manage to function with all those feelings mucking shit up. Right now, though, it's okay, because right now Castiel feels stupidly and absurdly happy.