[ Dean's only aware of his own hovering when Cas points it out, all but rubbing his face in it. Not that he can complain about Cas' response to it, not truly, not when he's able to distantly recognize that he's altogether right.
And if there's one person in the world who could get away with remarking on it, it's Cas. Anyone else would be witnessing Dean's turned back right around now, but Cas has by far earned the right to poke at him, no matter the reason. He's the only one who has, and it's because of that he silently rolls his eyes before angling slightly to drop down onto the edge of the bed, scooting his way up further next to Cas. ]
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And if there's one person in the world who could get away with remarking on it, it's Cas. Anyone else would be witnessing Dean's turned back right around now, but Cas has by far earned the right to poke at him, no matter the reason. He's the only one who has, and it's because of that he silently rolls his eyes before angling slightly to drop down onto the edge of the bed, scooting his way up further next to Cas. ]
Quit your bitching.