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"Do you know what I think about when I think about you?" "What," Castiel muttered, looking up at the dark sky. "Dean, what do you think about in relation to me?" "Nothing. You overwhelm my senses too much for me to settle on one thought. So it's just you in a blur of beauty. You're my aesthetic." Castiel grinned, shaking his head, but there wasn't any denying the small blush on his cheeks that he was trying to hide. "I see you've been nosing my dictionaries." "Well, you told me to do anything to my comfort. I wanted to see what you read for entertainment." "I thought you'd raid my refrigerator, first." "I did. Your salami was the first to go."
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A brief electric shock was felt when both reached for the blanket simultaneously. "Sparks are flying between us," Dean giggled a little nervously. "During dry and cold weather, the air contains very little moisture. It is, therefore, an inferior conductor of electricity. Our body then charges particularly well and quickly ..." At this perfectly sober lecture, Dean rolled his eyes but with a grin on his face. "That was a metaphor, Cas." "Oh ..." The angel looked at him blankly, and the hunter courageously leaned forward to break this silence. Blue met green. But unlike Dean, whose eyes were filled with hunger and desire, the look in the angel's eyes was more confused ... mixed with some fear. Sighing, Dean looked down. "Listen, Cas. I ain't good at these things. Expressing feelings and stuff ... you know ..."

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