Dean woke after his brief nap and the first thing he felt, besides the warm arms tight around him and a pleasant sort of soreness, is the urge to apologize to Sam. Awesome, big brother guilt, his favourite. 'Hey, Cas?' He murmured, partially to the angel behind him and partially to his pillow. 'Uh, thanks, for... the, uhm, help. "He finished lamely, curled into the warmth of the angel and not wanting to turn over. That was kind of an epic freak out earlier. Damn, he's supposed to be stronger than this.
"Dean, you don't need to worry about Sam. He understands better than you would think." Cas kept his arms around Dean. He meant what he said. Dean had a way of underestimating his little brother... and sometimes, if Dean could get past his pride and ask his brother for help, it was the best advantage the two had.
Dean mumbled about 'the mind reading thing again'. 'Yeah maybe, but he won't if I can help it. Not about some things.' They both know what he meant, nobody needed to say it, and he slammed the wall down right there on that train of thought.
Cas gave Dean a kiss on the forehead, chuckling at the mind reading comment. He stopped the train of conversation at the station and gets up, putting on one of Dean's shirts and some jeans. "C'mon, babe, let's go find Sam and get something to eat."
"What'd you just call me?" Dean stopped in the middle of pulling on one of his own shirts and made a funny face at Castiel.
"Babe? Isn't that what people in relationships call each other?" Cas is really confused, and worried that he screwed something up.
"Yeah, I mean no, I mean... where did you learn that?" Dean was just surprised, that's all.
"I have been an angel for many millennia, Dean, I can give you thousands of words for a loved one. This one just happens to be the most current I've heard."
"Uh...Okay. Yeah Cas, that's. That's fine. " The words 'loved one' are echoed in Dean's head a bit funny, and he blinked a bit.
Cas looked at Dean and knew that it wasn't not quite fine, but he was not going to fight over that right now. Not after Dean's meltdown earlier. "Let's get some dinner, ok?"
"Yeah, okay." Dean shook his head and snapped out of it. He got dressed and grabbed his wallet, ready to go grab Sam.
Before they left, Cas grabbed Dean's hand and pulled him in for a kiss. "Don't worry so much, ok? Everything will work out."