[ He's got his shirt back on, looking up at Cas in confusion and worry, pushing himself up to his feet but keeping his distance because Cas is definitely ruffled and Dean...isn't sure why.
Must've been the whole 'sure, I'll be your vessel' thing. You don't just blurt that out, Jesus, Dean. ]
Just hang on a minute, you don't have to leave, I'm sorry--
[ But Cas says 'goodbye' and he's gone again, and Dean's left barefoot and horny and frustrated. ]
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Must've been the whole 'sure, I'll be your vessel' thing. You don't just blurt that out, Jesus, Dean. ]
Just hang on a minute, you don't have to leave, I'm sorry--
[ But Cas says 'goodbye' and he's gone again, and Dean's left barefoot and horny and frustrated. ]
Dammit, Cas.