( ah, yep, there's that look. just the one he'd been thinking of. and if you think he's not going to grin around the mouth of the can as he brings it up to take a sip, still looking directly at cas as he does it? hoo boy do you have another thing coming!
but he does set it back down, right next to his knee where he'd gotten it, the tips of his fingers very briefly brushing against the fabric of cas' pants before he lets go entirely. resumes his previous position, lax but attentive as he speaks in almost-hushed whispers, the excitement barely contained enough that his voice doesn't carry beyond their personal space.
and really? he knows a tiny little bit about the theory surrounding the extinction of the dinosaurs – but he'd wanted to see what sort of reaction he would get if he said the wrong thing, given a bit of false information that needed fixing, and wouldn't you know that it sends him off in this tirade of a ramble in explanation, all but vomiting information almost too quickly for his tongue to keep up with it. his eyes are shining, and dean can't help but to grin at the way he leans in to whisper that last part, chuckling low and genuinely amused, rough and rumbling. ) A gamma-ray burst, huh?
( his mouth pulls to the side in a lopsided smirk, and he leans in the tiniest bit closer, eyebrows raised. )
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but he does set it back down, right next to his knee where he'd gotten it, the tips of his fingers very briefly brushing against the fabric of cas' pants before he lets go entirely. resumes his previous position, lax but attentive as he speaks in almost-hushed whispers, the excitement barely contained enough that his voice doesn't carry beyond their personal space.
and really? he knows a tiny little bit about the theory surrounding the extinction of the dinosaurs – but he'd wanted to see what sort of reaction he would get if he said the wrong thing, given a bit of false information that needed fixing, and wouldn't you know that it sends him off in this tirade of a ramble in explanation, all but vomiting information almost too quickly for his tongue to keep up with it. his eyes are shining, and dean can't help but to grin at the way he leans in to whisper that last part, chuckling low and genuinely amused, rough and rumbling. ) A gamma-ray burst, huh?
( his mouth pulls to the side in a lopsided smirk, and he leans in the tiniest bit closer, eyebrows raised. )
Tell me about it. Talk nerdy to me, baby.
( DEAN FUCKING WINCHESTER YOU ARE INCORRIGIBLE. )