Kayla. 21. Canada.I don’t really have anything biographically interesting to say here. I’m a poor student and mostly I sit around in my underwear blogging about Supernatural.
Dean thinks the worst thing about sharing a bed with Cas (not that there are a terrible many bad things with sharing a bed with Cas, all things considered, including the increased efficacy of orgasm) is that he’s one of those people that, completely unconsciously (though sometimes Dean has his doubts about that) steals all the blankets to burrow in.
This wouldn’t be a problem for Dean, usually, so used to sleeping on top of covers anyway, or gladly enjoying just the light cover of a smooth sheet to glide across his skin. But it’s the fact that it’s Cas, and Cas, well, he often sleeps completely naked: completely naked and gloriously cuddle-able, and buried in all the covers, still yet out of Dean’s reach.
Therefore Dean often is left with the predicament of, while half asleep, mining through the layers of sheets and comforters (who knew when they even got half of these?) to reach Cas and pull him back against him, and Cas, half asleep himself, will quirk a light, sleepy smile, and open his arms to encompass Dean in his amassed warmth.
Perhaps it isn’t so bad of a problem after all, really, for by the time he collapses against Cas, he is exhausted enough by the effort that he dozes off in seconds, lulled by the soft sounds of Cas’ breath at his ear, reminding him as if by mantra: I’m here, I’m here, I’m here.
IMAGINE SPOCK ASKING BONES FOR “SMILING LESSONS” BEFORE HIS FIRST DATE WITH JIM