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,,Stop elbowing me in the freaking ribs, Cas." Dean complains as Cas moves yet another time, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in. They agreed not to leave their side of the bed and already, Cas broke the rule.

,,My apologies, Dean. It wasn't my intention." Cas huffs and rolls onto his left side, turning his back to Dean.

,,Your intention, my ass." Dean rolls his eyes and does the same, turning, so his back is to Cas. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. He needs to calm down, yes, Cas is laying next to him, but that doesn't mean he is gonna freak out like some girl! This is only temporary, tomorrow they will leave this stupid motel and stupid town and get back home.

Honestly, which motel only has free two rooms, one with two single beds and one with a double bed? Obviously, Sam and Jack took the room with two beds as Jack needs to sleep now that he lost his powers and Sam can look after him in case something would happen. Dean is glad that Jack helped with Michael, but he is still a little wary of the kid. That's why he is sharing the room with Cas.

Of course, with Cas getting his power back, Dean thought he would have the bed all for himself, but it looks like fate had different plans, as Cas told him that he still needs to sleep. So, it's Cas' fault that he won't get his four hours of sleep and what's even better, he is going to freeze, because while Dean was thinking, Cas took the blankets and wrapped them around himself.

Dean shivers slightly and wraps his arms around his torso and pulls his legs himself. He considers taking one of the blankets back, but he probably won't stand a chance as Cas is still stronger then him, even not fully powered up. He could go and put more layers on, but that means he would have to get out of the bed and... Screw this!

,,Cas, you still up?" Dean turns to Cas, but he doesn't respond. So Dean tries again, while gently shoving him.

,,Cas?"

,,...Yes, Dean?" Cas asks in deep, sleepy voice, clearly Dean woke him up. The voice registers in Dean' brain and his blood rushes down. ,God, his voice is deeper then usual, I wonder if it can go even deeper and... Wow, stop, we are not going there.'

Dean coughs, avoiding looking directly at Cas.

,,Give me back my blanket, I'm freezing here, man."

Cas turns go looks at him, making him squirm in place. Cas' eyes are searching his face, looking for something, even though Dean doesn't know what. Looks like Cas finds it as he tills his head in the classic way of his.

,,I didn't take your blanket, Dean. There is only this one that I have, not two."

Dean gapes at him.

,,Then share it Cas, don't use it just for yourself!"

Cas doesn't say anything, but his disapproval shines in his bright blue eyes. Dean thinks he is using his grace to make them brighter, which is totally unfair. He can't intimidate him, he doesn't scare easily.

,,No. I'm already quite comfortable and don't wish to move. Besides, there's approximately 22 degrees in this room, so you're in no danger of freezing, I assure you."

,,I don't care how many degrees is here, I want the blanket back! Otherwise, you will give me no choice, but to use force, Cas."

Cas smirks, honestly smirks at him and his eyes flare even brighter.

,,No, you won't, Dean."

,,What?!"

Before Dean can even comprehend what's happening, Cas, along with the blanket, splays over him. Dean doesn't yell, definitely not as Cas wraps himself around him, trapping his arms and legs.

Dean wiggles under him, trying to get away, but stills when Cas leans too close to him and rests his head on Dean' shoulder.

,,Better?"

Dean grumps and goes limp. Yes, it's much better, but he will never say that, not even over his dead body.

,,Shut up and gimme the blanket back."

Cas shakes his head and snuggles even closer to Dean: ,,I'm quite content, Dean. I will stay here."

Dean can't believe his ears. Cas wants to lay on top of him the whole night? It's not he wants to complain, definitely not, but Cas is quite muscular and isn't exactly light.

,,Cas, buddy. You're heavy and you're suffocating me. I don't think I would survive the night."

Cas tightens his grip on him, until Dean can't move a muscle.

,,I'm not. To both of your complains. I've been keeping a close eye on your body functions and your breathing haven't been altered in any way since I lied on top of you. Nor is it faster or slower. Also, your heartbeat has been the same for the whole time, it got a bit faster when I mentioned staying on you the whole night. So, nothing to worry about."

Dean smiles slightly in the darkness, knowing that Cas would say something like that. His angel has been keeping tabs on him, not that he minds of course, in facts, he is glad.

,,Doesn't matter, Cas. Get off me."

Cas doesn't even move, his eyes are closed and his breathing is getting slowed and slower as he is slowly, but surely falling asleep.

,,I'm almost asleep, Dean. You should sleep too. You must be exhausted."

Now that Cas mentioned it, Dean is feeling himself nooding off and the urge to sleep is stronger and stronger as every second passes.

,,You're using your mojo on me, aren't you? That's not fair, Cas."

Before Dean succumbs to Cas' gentle touch, he could swear Cas saying one last thing: ,,Maybe."

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The first rays of sunshine shines through the windows and Dean grumps as it strikes him right in his eyes. He slowly wakes up and the first feeling that comes to his mind is that he is warm, his body is relaxed, nothing hurts and he can recall that he slept without nightmares. It's kind of weird as this was the best sleep he ever had.

Dean tries to move out of the bed, but when a pair of strong arms tighten around his waist, he remembers why he slept that way. He turns around as much as the amrs let him and looks at Cas' sleeping face. He is relaxed and he is spooning him from behind.

Dean moves to get out of Cas' grip and when the moving gets too much, Cas slowly opens his eyes and glares at Dean.

,,Morning, Cas."

Dean smiles at him, but it looks like Cas is not amused.

,,No."

With that being said, Cas shoves Dean out of the bed, turns away and tries to fall back asleep.

Dean is laying on the floor, dumbfounded and speechless. He chuckles to himself, Cas is not a morning person, that's for sure. He stands up from the floor and approaches the side of bed where Cas is still trying to fall asleep. His face is buried in the pillow, his arms under it, holding his head up.

Dean takes a look at the time and when he realized what it is, he frowns. It's already 7:30 am, they were supposed to wake up around 6 am. Around this time, they could have been halfway to home.

,,Cas, wake up buddy. We should had hit the road already."

Cas doesn't even twitch, he ignores Dean completely. Dean stretched his hand, his mind set on removing the blanket from Cas and waking him up in that way. Now that he thinks about it, he should have seen it coming.

As soon as Dean' hand brushes the blanket, Cas' hands shot out from under the pillow and grab Dean. In less then a second, Dean is laying in the bed on his back again, with Cas staring down at him.

Before can Dean as much as twitch a muscle, Cas leans down towards him and lightly kisses his forehead. Dean gapes at him, the action making him speechless.

Cas doesn't as much as bat an eye to Dean' reaction, he just lies down on him once again, pressing his nose to his pulse point and wrapping him in his arms.

Dean resurfaces from his shock and smiles down at Cas. He wraps his arms around his waist and slightly leans down, kissing Cas on the hair. Cas sighs in content, cuddling even closer to Dean. Dean looks down at his angel and also closes his eyes.

,,Maybe we can stay like this for a bit."