Hell, he could take as much time as he liked, there was no rush, and the way that Dean was looking at him wasn't all fear like it ought to be. He raised his hand, touching it to the center of his chest, and ran down the length of the white shirt with just the tips of his fingers.
"You are, aren't you? You think I'm sexy."
A pause, thoughtful, inward searching, and then a bark of laughter. "Oh my. You can't possibly think you can hide that away from me, do you? Naughty seraph. I think I'll tell him, just for that."
He stepped closer again, putting his hands back into his pockets and opening the coat a little wider as he gestured a shrug. "He knows it's not just a friendship thing that you want from him, and he's been purposefully pretending not to notice all this time. I think that's called "stringing you along"."
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Hell, he could take as much time as he liked, there was no rush, and the way that Dean was looking at him wasn't all fear like it ought to be. He raised his hand, touching it to the center of his chest, and ran down the length of the white shirt with just the tips of his fingers.
"You are, aren't you? You think I'm sexy."
A pause, thoughtful, inward searching, and then a bark of laughter. "Oh my. You can't possibly think you can hide that away from me, do you? Naughty seraph. I think I'll tell him, just for that."
He stepped closer again, putting his hands back into his pockets and opening the coat a little wider as he gestured a shrug. "He knows it's not just a friendship thing that you want from him, and he's been purposefully pretending not to notice all this time. I think that's called "stringing you along"."