[ This isn't a conversation Dean wants to have, or one Cas wants to have, either, and he would have been perfectly content to never talk about it again and go on as if it had never happened, if Dean hadn't flirted back. Because Dean isn't the kind of guy to flirt with people he isn't willing to fuck, and that's why him flirting with Cas now is just... It's fucking confusing. He holds his breath. ]
Why me?
[ Cas keeps his expression serious, his eyes as attentive as he can make them, even though instinct is screaming in him to laugh, to joke, to run the fuck away from the danger. But if he doesn't find out from Dean now, where they stand, it's just going to keep eating away at him like it has been, and with the mist and monsters everywhere, he shouldn't be going as fast through his personal supplies as he is. ]
good!!!
Why me?
[ Cas keeps his expression serious, his eyes as attentive as he can make them, even though instinct is screaming in him to laugh, to joke, to run the fuck away from the danger. But if he doesn't find out from Dean now, where they stand, it's just going to keep eating away at him like it has been, and with the mist and monsters everywhere, he shouldn't be going as fast through his personal supplies as he is. ]