"I would enjoy that," Castiel says softly, pressing his lips together as he fights the impulse to simply beam up at Dean.
"Do I need to fly us to wherever you were planning on going?" he asks, pausing before taking the liberty to place a hand on the small of Dean's back, leading him out of the apartment. "I don't want to cause you any digestive blockage."
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Date: 2013-04-29 05:20 am (UTC)"Do I need to fly us to wherever you were planning on going?" he asks, pausing before taking the liberty to place a hand on the small of Dean's back, leading him out of the apartment. "I don't want to cause you any digestive blockage."