Ain't all bad.

[ He knows Cas is weird about sweets but it's kind of funny all the same. He thinks he'd probably hate the bubblegum flavor anyway - wasn't enough like bubblegum for it to be good, no doubt. Either way, the talk about toothpaste and teeth care fades to the background when Castiel shifts over and puts his head on Dean's shoulder. Jesus, he's turning into a frigging chick over here. There's a brief pause of hesitation and then Dean reaches around and shifts, rolling onto his back so Cas can settle against his side, Dean's arm curled around his shoulders. ]

Smooth, man.

[ Though for all his teasing, he approves. ]