048: Joy
113 Words
Gabriel sat back on the couch, cup of coffee in his hand. Music played softly in the background and he closed his eyes, small smile on his face.
Castiel sat close to Gabriel, not saying a word as he looked at his own mug. His lips pursed together before he glanced over at the other. He smiled, leaned in as he rested his head against Gabriel's shoulder.
A small sigh escaped his lips.
It was a perfectly cozy night. It was just the two of them and that what was all they needed. They didn't need anyone else.
They didn't need to say anything either.
The comfortable silence between them said it all.