He was decidedly cold. Not wanting to truely wake up, Cas started analysing.
His front was pretty warm, as was a strip of his torso, where something lay on top of him.
But his legs, his arms and definitely his butt, were darn cold.
With a soft exhale, he opened his eyes.
Oh, right. They hadn't taken a blanket or something after...
He stretched and loved the way Dean cuddled him closer. His bodyheat did remind Cas that they were naked, on the couch.
He took a few minutes to take in the amazing view of a sleeping Dean. He was even more stunning with the long lashes like down on his sleep warm, blushing cheeks.
Almost regretting it, Cas stroked Dean's hair.
"Dean... Dean, wake up."
Dean scrunged up his nose and growled low, looking like a cute little bearcub that got disturbed.
"Oh my... you're an angry sleeper, aren't you? Like a bear." he teased, pushing himself into a sitting position, aware angry bears might retaliate.
Dean didn't do anything but grope around a bit, searching a blanket.
"Nmhm. Don' wanna. Gimme back." he grumbled, making Cas chuckle.
It seemed Dean wasn't fully awake yet.
Still, the air was cooling him down, and he really wanted to get back to sleep, only now in his bed.
"I know, Dean, but I'm getting cold. We should take this upstairs." he offered.
Those forrest green eyes flashed open, blinked and roamed over Cas' naked body, blush deepening.
"Oh... oh! Right... we went there, didn't we?" Dean said, a bit sheepishly.
Chuckling, Cas decided to pick up their clothes.
"Yes, we did." he answered, when a thought hit him, and chilled him to the bone.
What if Dean didn't want more than this?
Panicked, he locked eyes with Dean.
"Do you want to continue?"
Those green eyes looked a bit spooked, but what Dean said, wasn't what Cas expected.
"Did... did I say something? Y' know... after?" Dean asked shyly, looking up from under his lashes.
It was so adorable, Cas had to sit down.
He tilted his head at the question, the answer popping up.
"You mean that point where you said you loved me?"
Oh, Cas hoped with all his heart Dean wouldn't revoke that.
"Ok... that was... ok. You ok with that? Because I... I do, y' know... love you..." Dean stammered.
Heart glowing, Cas knew he was done for.
Dean was just too sweet.
He ruffled the sandy hair with an affectionate smile.
Realising Dean might not have heard what Cas had answered, he replied.
"Yes. I know, Dean. I love you too. I told you, but you might have missed that, on account of you falling asleep."
A grin spread across Dean's face and he admitted that he had heard, but chalked it up to being wishful thinking.
Cas did the only thing he could think of.
He placed a soft, tender kiss on those delicious lips and assured Dean that it was real.
He was decidedly cold by now, plus the goosebumps on Dean's arms told him that Dean wasn't much better off.
He offered to go to bed, to which Dean sprang into action and grabbed the last of their clothes.
Climbing up the stairs, Cas was shivering with both chills and exitement.
He could sense Dean climbing up behind him, making his heart beat just that bit faster.
They'd never said a word on where either of them would go, but he hoped, deep down, Dean would like to continue their cuddles.
Cas turned into his bedroom, hyper aware of where Dean was.
When Dean followed him, he nearly swooned.
How did they get to this? It was all so natural, so easy.
They both slid into his bed, and Dean drew him close.
This was just exquisite. Even though Dean's skin was cold, his core warmth bled through rapidly, and it got very comfortable under the blue covers.
After a bit, Dean let out a trembling sigh.
Worried, Cas petted his head softly.
"Are you ok, Dean?" he whispered, scared Dean would bolt for some reason.
"Yeah... it's just that I haven't cuddled like this in ages... years actually." came the soft reply.
That meant that Lisa hadn't allowed him cuddles, even after... That was just cruel to someone as touch-affectionate as Dean.
Cas cuddled him tighter, trying to impress on Dean that he loved cuddles too.
"That's fine by me, Dean. I'm a cuddlebuddle myself." he explained.
Dean heaved another big sigh, this one more content than the other, and snuggled down more.
Within minutes he was asleep, breath making little puffs over Cas' chest.
Cas stayed awake a bit longer, just taking in the sight of a sleeping Dean Winchester.