I don't understand




(ooc: continuation from here.)

Nah, I’m good.

(He sits up on the bed and stretches the muscles in his back and arms, glancing at Cas.)

Dude, did you even take off your shoes?

..No, I did not.

It wasn’t even an issue.

I probably dirtied the bed. I’m sorry.

[He swallows hard.]


It’s not about dirtying the bed, Cas. It’s about being comfortable.

(Lifts the cover and crawls over to where Cas’ feet are, taking hold of his shoes and taking them off.)

Here. Isn’t that better?

..Yes, that is nice. Thank you, Dean.

[Locks eyes with Dean, stretching out his legs and wiggling his toes, getting used to the sensation of no shoes.]