"Did you not sleep last night?" my head was resting on Cas's leg. After his brother sorted everything out at the scrap yard Bobby told me that I should drive them where they needed to go. I didn't bother going back to work after that, it was already past closing hours so I knew that Bobby would understand.

I dropped Gabriel off at some coffee shop that I've never even bothered to go in, and I sped away before he had the chance to turn around and talk. "I had maybe two hours of sleep. Then at the garage I apparently nodded off for about three hours." I closed my eyes, Cas sighed up above me but I didn't look at him to see his reaction. "I can manage on five hours."

"Dean that's not healthy. Why were you up so late?" I want to tell him about Charlie and Jo, but those are my problems. I don't need to unload that on him. I shrug, or try to with my shoulders pressed up against him. My couch isn't that big, and two people shouldn't really be sitting like this but I don't feel like dragging him to my bed.

Not when it's only seven thirty on a Saturday. "What time did you get home yesterday?"

I opened my eyes, worried that I might actually fall asleep. "Nine? I stopped for gas and got side tracked at a tourist place." I laugh and he bounces his leg, jostling me. "Don't laugh, it was about Mammoths."

"Nerd."

"I helped pack your things Dean, I'm not the only nerd here." I roll my eyes at him and he drops a hand down to play with my hair.

"Stop it, you're making me tired." I feel him tense up, "It's ok, 'm feels nice." The next thing I remember is Cas picking me up, and then laying me down on my bed. "Time?"

"Eight." His voice sounds so quiet, so nice.

I grab his hand and he comes falling into bed next to me, "It's too early." I don't try to get underneath the covers, instead I pull Cas closer to me and burry my face in his neck. "I like your bed better. Memory foam."

I feel Cas laugh and I open my eyes a fraction of an inch, "You're something else Dean Winchester."

"I'm a mess." I smile at him and he pulls me up to where our faces are at the same height. When he starts kissing along my neck I pull at his shirt. "Cas."

"You should sleep." He tells me, his eyes are blown dark. He looks torn, but as ever Castiel has to have a stick up his ass,

"Then you shouldn't kiss me like that." I push him away and smile. My eyes open wider and I feel myself actually start to wake up. "I hate you."

He cocks his head to one side and looks at my throat, then my lips, "Liar." He swings his legs off of the bed and sits up all in one fluid motion, "I should probably leave."

"Why? We've shared a bed before Cas." I reach my hand out to him and for a second he pulls back. My chest tightens.

"I just thought-" he begins but I tug at his arm.

"Stop thinking Novak." he falls back into the bed and I have to move then, dragging the blankets out from underneath me. I feel Cas place one hand on my hip to steady me and I blush. "Sure my apartment is smaller than yours, but I like waking up and not being alone. I know you do to. So stay."

I can feel Cas moving around and kicking off his shoes. "Alright Dean."

I stand up and head to the front door, locking it, and flipping off the light, and after a moment's hesitation I kick off my pants. I took a shower earlier and I don't feel like I'm covered in filth. Cas wraps his arms around me as soon as I crawl back into bed "Don't expect breakfast."

"It's alright," he kisses the back of my neck and relax into the mattress. Everything feels perfect, "I can always eat the couch if I get really hungry."

I laugh and let myself fall back into sleep.

I wake up to a loud banging and Cas rolling away from me, I hear something like answer the damn door. Before I push myself onto my feet and hold onto the wall. Who the fuck bangs on the door this early in the morning. I shuffle to the door, not even bothering with the peep hole. When I open it, there stands Charlie, looking a little worried. "What time is it?"

She pales and looks at her wrist, even though she doesn't wear a watch. "Seven?" she smiles and hands me a bag from McDonalds.

"I hate you." but I let her in and I toss the food on the counter. Charlie eyes me and frowns. "Yes you woke me up."

"I knew that," she waves her hand dismissively, "I was wondering what's up with the iron man underwear?"

"She's actually a little boy." Cas mumbles from behind the couch and Charlie screams.

I smirk at her, "Oh by the way Cas is here." She places a hand over her chest and glares behind the couch. I toss the bag of food at Cas and he groans.

"I think I had a heart attack."

"You'll live." I sit down on the couch and she does to, after looking behind it. Cas is laying with his face pressed into a pillow and one of his hands is searching the McDonalds bag. "What do you want?"

"Say I'm sorry?" the sounds of Cas digging around for food stop, but Charlie doesn't notice that. "I mean I was kind of bothering you about the whole situation. I know this is new to you and I shouldn't have been making so many jokes." She looks like she wants to hug so I scoot closer and pat her on the back.

"I'm fine don't worry." I smile at her but she doesn't look convinced.

"Are you sure?"

Out of the corner of my eye I hear Cas get out of the bed and shuffle into the bathroom. Charlie smiles and I roll my eyes, "Peachy." She leaves before Cas comes out of the bathroom, mumbling something about not wanting to talk about Anna. I nod and she leaves, promising to call me later.

When Cas comes out he looks worse than normal, "Dude are you ok?"

He runs a hand through his hair and it sticks up in all directions, well worse than normal, "Tired."

"Same." I stand up and flip off the lights before falling back into bed. "A few more hours won't hurt anyone." Cas grunts in reply. "I'll take that for a yes." I turn my neck to kiss him and he smiles for the first time all morning.