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Cas flew back to the motel room, his sudden appearance made Sam nearly fall of his bed and Dean choked a little on his beer. Cas wondered for a moment how long he had been gone, but it was only a fleeting thought it was of no real import.

Dean was about to shout at the angel and threaten him with some sort of bell but stopped himself when see saw Cas' face. He looked pale and he was an angel, he didn't think that were possible, he also looked distressed. Dean didn't like it at all, it didn't suit Cas' usually stoic neutral face, the odd occasion when he smiled, that suited him but not this, he looked as if he was about to cry, it wasn't right.

"Cas? What happened?" Dean asked as he approached him trying to catch his eye. Cas simply stayed silent, what was he supposed to say? That he was jealous that the hunter was dreaming of someone else as he watched? That he was jealous he kissed Anna? That wouldn't go down well at all, he didn't even know what any of this meant, he didn't understand but he knew he couldn't lye so still he told them the truth.

"I need a drink."

"Yeah man." Dean agreed as he scanned the angels face, his features were distorted and slightly pulled out of shape. "Or many three." Dean then turned to Sam. "Sam go and get beer, and whisky."

"Dean we have two full bottles of whisky,"

"Not when we get started. Go." Dean told him and pointed his thumb to the door.

"But-" Dean shot Sam the I'm your big brother listen and do what I say, so Sam rolled his eyes knowing he wasn't winning this one and left the room.

"Thank you Dean." The hunter clapped the angel on the shoulder as smiled as he handed him the last beer from the fridge. That smile hitting Cas right in the chest. "Thank you Dean." He repeated as he took the cold bottle from him.

Cas finished his beer and the rest of Dean in less then two minutes, Dean was impressed even if the angel did steal his beer, sneaky frigging angels.

They moved onto the whisky. By the time Sam came in Dean was on his fifth glass on whisky which considering they were over triple shots in each glass was quite impressive Cas however had finished the open bottle and half finished the next, and Dean was way more tipsy than the angel.

Sam put the crate of beer and three bottle of whisky on the table with the intention to research more into the case their going to look into in the morning, but was soon roped into drinking. The three of them drank into the night, Cas matching the brothers beers with whisky. When Cas started to feel the effects the brothers were both pretty drunk, apparent when Sam fell on his chair and Dean couldn't stop laughing for ten minutes afterwards. Cas felt that same peculiar feeling in his gut again as the sight, stupid Dean. Cas placed his fingers to the hunters lips and held them closed.

"Shhh you're hurting me." Cas mumbled Dean just looked at him confused, mostly because he didn't what Cas to focus on, at the moment there were three.

Sam crawled into bed at around two and passed out when his head hit the pillow, after Dean made sure he was in the recovery position- just no getting rid of that big brother instinct, he sat down opposite the angel and tried very hard to focus. Cas lifted his glass again, Dean gently took hold of his wrist and lowered it to the table.

"Are you going to tell me what the matter was?" Dean slurred slightly and Cas bit his tongue so he wouldn't spill, he looked down, Dean's hand was still on his wrist, the feeling the prolonged contact gave him was, pleasant. Dean followed his gaze and noticed his hand before quickly removed it again, they sat in silence for a moment. "Well?" Dean pushed for an answer, stubborn hunter.

Cas thought about it and right now, it was okay. right now it was just him and Dean there was no fight at this moment, so at least for now he felt okay, thoguh that coukd be the alcohol talking "I'm fine Dean." The man looked into Cas' eyes and found truth, though his curiosity burned, the angel seemed alright didn't need him to know so he nodded.

Cas thankful he didn't ask again as he would have surly told him, The hunter reached out a hand trying to grasp his bottle, instead just knocked it over, wow his hand eye coordination sucked right now.

"I need sleep." He told himself more than Cas when he realised the room was on it side and would stop moving, making him feel a little sea sick.

"Dean."

"Hmm." Dean answered as he went to the bathroom; he left the door open as he took his clothes off.

"Can I? Can I stay here?" Dean strolled out of the bathroom in his boxers, Cas pretending not to fight the urge to look kept focus on his face. Dean spun around to face were he had came, stumbling a little at the sudden movement. He was wondering why he went in there if he was just going to come out like this anyway, it was probably the idea of undressing in front of an angel, but Dean's head hurt to think so he shrugged and decided not to care.

The hunter then turned his attention back the Cas and tried to remember what he asked as he sat there awkwardly waiting for an answer.

"Sure man, don't want you to get a ticket for drunk flying." Dean joked making himself smile anyway, Cas just titled his head in confusion, Dean swallowed before he could continued and looked around for something to focus on quickly, which made him feel a like ill as the room was not staying still. "never mind Cas." he assure him. "Just don't make to much noise. I need sleep." Cas nodded and watched as Dean crawled into bed and soon fell asleep.

As soon as Cas was sure Dean was asleep he went over and climbed onto the bed, yeah he was drunk. He laid next to the sleeping human with his hands on his stomach and legs straight his whole body as stiff as ever, his head was turned to the sleeping hunter and he waited for a smile.

Gotta love drunk cas lol

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