Skin to Skin

Chapter 13

The McDonald's they found a little ways into town was empty, just like everything else at 1 am. Castiel honestly didn't think they were watching TV that long but he really lost track of time. He pulled up to the drive thru and strained to see the menu because their light was broken. "Nah, let's go inside." Dean said really close to his face. "Dean it's one o'clock in the morning, I'm not going inside." Dean beat the dashboard. "Live a little, let's go inside."Castiel laughed, Dean was acting like a child throwing a tantrum. "Live a little? It's McDonalds Dean." "I'm going inside." Dean unbuckled himself and climbed out of the car faster than Castiel could protest. "Seriously?" Castiel quickly parked the car and ran after Dean, who was leaning over the counter trying to get someone's attention. Castiel pulled him back by his sweater, "Dean, stop. They'll come when their not busy." Dean looked at him really serious and then gave Castiel a sloppy kiss. "I'm going to be honest, that was not one of your best. Dean just sit down and I'll order our food." Castiel wiped Dean's spit off his face and looked around on his tippy toes to see if there was an employee nearby. Someone rounded the corner, looked Castiel up and down, then sighed heavily. "What do you want?" Castiel scanned the menu quickly, he doesn't eat McDonald's often enough to know what he likes. "Umm a cheeseburger?" He turned to Dean, "What do you want?" Dean looked up from the penis shaped napkin he was making, "Two big Macs." "Two? Are you sure?" Dean nodded. "Okay, alright add two big Macs to that." "To go or here?" "To go." Castiel said exasperated. He walked over to Dean who looked up at him with a cheeky smile. "Look what I made?" Castiel giggled, he likes drunk Dean, he's much more laid back. Their food was ready and Castiel took Dean by the arm, dragging him to the car. "Come on we're going back to the hotel." Dean made a pouty face, "Already?" Castiel buckled Dean in, "Yes, already."
Castiel ate his cheeseburger on the way back, not really liking how grease it was. Dean sloppily ate his two big Macs, successfully making a mess on his sweater. "Dean.." Dean looked up at him and Castiel giggled, the other man had ketchup on his cheek. "How did you even manage to do that?" He wiped the ketchup off with a napkin and threw it in the bag.
Castiel pulled into the hotel parking lot and unbuckled himself, he walked around to the other side of the car and helped Dean with his. "Come here." "Hm?" Dean pulled Castiel down into his lap and shut the car door. "What are you doing?" Dean kissed Castiel, pulled his hair, grinded into him. Castiel whimpered but quickly came back to his senses. "Dean you're drunk and we're in a hotel parking lot. We can try and do something in the bathroom?" Dean nodded slowly, Castiel was really frightened Dean might throw up on him. "L-lets go inside." He opened the car door and struggled to get out of the small space. Castiel helped Dean inside, using his key card at the door, and he stumbled in with Dean's extra weight on him. Fergus and Benny we're gone, maybe they got a ride or something. "Bathroom?" Dean wiggled his eyebrows. Castiel chuckled. "You're rather persistent but you can barely stand, let's just go to sleep." Dean frowned but nodded his head, silently agreeing with the sound advice. Dean pulled the mattress out of the couch and grabbed some pillows and blankets from the closet. This will be the second time Castiel gets to sleep in the same bed as Dean. He climbed onto the uncomfortable mattress and snuggled up against Dean. "Goodnight."