[ dean exhales in relief when the channel is snapped to something entirely different, finally free of the torture that is talking to castiel with a porno playing out nearby. at his question though, dean gives the vaguest roll of his shoulders. ]
No. Just gotta go check up on Sam, see how, uh, things are going with him and Jess, maybe. Jo, too. [ so odd to talk about jess and jo like this, with them being alive and all. dean doesn't know how to feel about it-- or if he's doing enough to make either of them feel alright.
his expression shifts to something quieter, smaller, then dean's turning on his side a little, facing the back of the couch. ]
This thing is stupidly comfy. [ comes the quiet, tired murmur a moment later. ]
[ Castiel opens his mouth to question him about Jess when the next comment comes and throws him off somewhat. In the entire time he's known Dean, he's never really gotten to see him this relaxed before. Being in the bunker after him and Sam had brought him there from April's, there had been some downtime, but not enough to get an understanding of how they'd incorporated their personal lives into that particular space. There had been things Castiel had enjoyed being there. Yet, since Dean doesn't remember any of that, he has even less to go on.
He considers releasing his ankle but doesn't, gently resting his hand near his calf. It still amazes him how much sensation he gets without his grace, feeling the warmth of Dean's skin and rather aware of how close they are now. He's comfortable too, and it wouldn't take much to lean back, shut his eyes. ]
You shouldn't sleep here.
[ Because he'll complain about something when he wakes up and finds himself spread out on the couch. Castiel, at least, knows how that will end. ]
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Date: 2015-04-27 04:26 am (UTC)No. Just gotta go check up on Sam, see how, uh, things are going with him and Jess, maybe. Jo, too. [ so odd to talk about jess and jo like this, with them being alive and all. dean doesn't know how to feel about it-- or if he's doing enough to make either of them feel alright.
his expression shifts to something quieter, smaller, then dean's turning on his side a little, facing the back of the couch. ]
This thing is stupidly comfy. [ comes the quiet, tired murmur a moment later. ]
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Date: 2015-04-28 03:11 am (UTC)He considers releasing his ankle but doesn't, gently resting his hand near his calf. It still amazes him how much sensation he gets without his grace, feeling the warmth of Dean's skin and rather aware of how close they are now. He's comfortable too, and it wouldn't take much to lean back, shut his eyes. ]
You shouldn't sleep here.
[ Because he'll complain about something when he wakes up and finds himself spread out on the couch. Castiel, at least, knows how that will end. ]