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“Cas?” Deans voice sounds muffled. He has been sleeping sprawled all over Cas, with his angel watching over him. His face nestled against Castiel’s chest.
“Yes Dean?”
“You think I’m pretty?”
“Yes, I think you are very pretty.”
While looking up at his angel, Dean’s face starts to blush a little.
“Even with all these freckles?”
“Especially so.” The angel smiles in the soft light.
Dean’s blush deepens, highlighting his freckles.
We still have a few hours till morning, right? Would you maybe spend them…You know… counting them? Dean winks and flashes that devious flirty smirk.
“Yes, Dean. We should.”