[Irresponsibility is the only way to fly, as far as Cas is concerned, especially when irresponsibility comes complete with flopping on this ludicrously comfortable gigantic couch and watching a movie. The sentiment is doubled by the fact that Dean and Colt are flopped with him- it just adds to the almost sinful perfection that's going on in this apartment right now. Honestly Cas is expecting a space ship to land on their roof or the zombie apocalypse to begin, that's how nice this feels.
Sure, he can't move his legs, and he's gonna have to get up to take a leak eventually, but for right now, he's content to just lay here, head propped up against the squishy armrest and fingers tracing idle patterns against Dean's back. The thriller is less than thrilling but not totally awful, something about a couple on spring break with some weirdo chasing them in a busted pickup, but honestly Cas is only half-watching it; the steady rise and fall of Dean's back, the warmth of his skin through the worn cotton of his t-shirt and the thump of his heart against Cas's ribs are really what's using up most of his attention.]
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Sure, he can't move his legs, and he's gonna have to get up to take a leak eventually, but for right now, he's content to just lay here, head propped up against the squishy armrest and fingers tracing idle patterns against Dean's back. The thriller is less than thrilling but not totally awful, something about a couple on spring break with some weirdo chasing them in a busted pickup, but honestly Cas is only half-watching it; the steady rise and fall of Dean's back, the warmth of his skin through the worn cotton of his t-shirt and the thump of his heart against Cas's ribs are really what's using up most of his attention.]