Car ride

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Cas is in the car like a giddy puppy squirming with every chance he gets. Studying Dean on how to be a proper hunter. If Dean yells at a bad driver, the next driver Cas sees he yells at, As Dean laughs and face and knocks his forehead on the wheel. If Dean sings along to one of his songs, Cas listens carefully so he can sing(monotonly say the words in unison) along when it comes on again, which is bound to happen in another 84 minutes(Cas timed it in his head). At one point near 2am Dean starts to pull over, Cas confused looks up at Dean. Dean opens the door,
"Sammy your shift!" he says groggily. Sam jolts up from his nap while karate chopping the air.
"Wait what," he mumbles as he rubs his eyes. He sits up and gets out of the back seat, where he struggles to fit. This is routine, and Cas is starting to learn that. They both leave the doors open so that the other doesn't have to open it themselves. Dean crawls into the back seat and collapses. Cas, who is studying Dean's actions realizes that this is what sleep must be. He is confused why Dean's mouth is open and drooling, but Dean is a good hunter so this must be a part of it. So Cas climbs into the back seat, kicking Sam's face in the process. He squeezes himself into the little room that is left and starts to lay down.
Dean is woken up by this, of course, but oddly he is comforted, not angry like he normally would be. A smile creeps across his face as Cas struggles, he tries to withhold a laugh, and has noticed what Cas is doing, and pretends to keep sleeping. Cas tries to fit himself on what is left of the seat while laying down. Cas starts to roll off but at that point Dean wraps his arms around him. Grips him tightly so that he will stay on the seat. Dean doesn't care about the clear invasion of personal space, he doesn't care that Cas is accidentally laying on his elbow. He just cares that Cas is close to him. He cares that this moment never ends.

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