Dean and Cas sit on a white bed with illuminated window shapes behind them. Dean kneels on the bed, slung over Cas’ back, arms wrapping his chest and glowing grace necklace haphazardly draping Cas’ shoulder where Dean, who wears it, leans. They’re both wearing only boxers with sleep-ruffled, morning hair. “You sharing that?” Dean asks. Cas (in front) frowns over his shoulder at Dean, mug in hand and socked “Burt & Ernie” feet with ruffled ankles wiggling below him as he frowns. He answers only with a “😑” emoji, so Dean continues, “Ya know, you looked at me the same when when I turned up in the Empty askin’ why the hell you made me wait so long… and I still got what I wanted that night, didn’t I?” He finishes the exchange with an illustrated “Dean-face” kiss emoji. Though it goes unaddressed, Cas’ mug hints more to their dynamic, reading “This should be BIGGER (unlike why husband who’s frankly almost TOO BIG, and it’s a shame I don’t tell more people.”
detail shots of the mug, the socks, and their faces.
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