The warm liquid dripped down Castiel's chin and onto the bed sheets. "Sam," he gasped when he stopped for air. "Right?" "I didn't know anyone could make hot chocolate this good!" Castiel wiped his face with a napkin then put the mug down, snuggling into the covers. Sam laughed as he put in the movie. "What are you watching tonight?" Cas asked. "Mean girls, just be quiet, we don't want to wake Dean, you know how he feels about chick flicks." Sam stared off into space and added "and you know how he feels about us." The angel's eyes saddened. "He…he doesn't understand the beautiful…friendship we have together." "It's a sad day when two grown men can't be movie buddies."