Dean

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Sucking in a nervous breath, I gather the courage enough to re-open the door when I hear c=Cas call my name. Instinctively, I duck past the door, averting my eyes wherever possible. 

"Dean, you don't have to look away...my guess is there's nothing here you haven't seen before..." Said Cas, sweeping her arms down the length of her body as Dean stole a glance her way. With this remark I breathed out and suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. "Would you happen to have any outfits that would suit me in that wardrobe?" 

I grinned and jumped towards the wardrobe, "Again, you just might be in luck." 

"How is it that you come to have so much women's clothing in your possession?" Asked Cas, adding the signature head tilt, which I felt I  had to admit looked kind of sweet on a woman. 

Suddenly, I feel the need to wink at Cas as she looks at me with that innocent question look. "Like you say, Cas, there's nothing of a woman's body that I haven't seen before...years of experience accrue years of trophies..." I say as I flick through my racks of clothes at the very back. "Aha, there we go, told you." I say, handing Castiel a short black dress. 

She looks at it with a startled expression..."It's a bit short, isn't it?" 

"If you don't like it, I have others, I just thought this one would suit you." 

"I think this'll do for now." Cas says, looking somewhat resigned 

"Ok, if you're sure." I say, vaguely hurt, but then I brighten up as another thought appears at the forefront of my mind. :Man, Sam is gonna find this so weird..."

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