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“Hey,” Dean begins, scrubbing a hand down his face. “You get anything to drink while you were out?”
“Just bottled water,” Castiel says.
Just what Dean feared. Distrust settles in his gut, and faintly, his hands shake in his lap, unseen by Castiel, but noticeable as the minutes go on. “You tryin’ to dry me out or something?” Dean joshes, or attempts to. Castiel never told him about where they were going, or how long they would be driving in the first place. Castiel never let him sit behind the wheel, and never spoke a word to him other than if he was hungry or needed to stop for a few minutes.
Castiel didn’t buy alcohol.