Dean sighs in relief as he's freed, relaxing back to stare at Castiel. His ears are ringing with something mutinous about pie, but Castiel and pie and Cas not giving him pie fails to register, because it's the most impossible thing Dean has ever heard.
"Cas," he says again, still trying to reach for him. "Wanna rub on you, too. And pie," he says pathetically. Over his head, Derek has pie. They should all have pie.
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Date: 2015-10-27 05:51 pm (UTC)"Cas," he says again, still trying to reach for him. "Wanna rub on you, too. And pie," he says pathetically. Over his head, Derek has pie. They should all have pie.