"Cas..." Sam trailed off. Cas could always find Dean. Well that...that made sense. How often had they been rolling down the road and Cas had just popped into the back seat. There must be something between them, something more than Sam knew.
Cas had certainly never snuck up on Sam.
"I got it." He reached past Dean, taking the cloth down from the hook. He shook it out under the water, squeezing the hand on Dean's shoulder slightly. "I got it, okay? And just so you know I'm fine. It's not awkward. How many times did you throw me in the bath when we were young?"
Okay, so it was a little bit awkward, but Sam would get over it if it meant that Dean would be okay. Besides, if he bent over, Cas had a feeling Dean would realize how uncomfortable he really was.
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Cas had certainly never snuck up on Sam.
"I got it." He reached past Dean, taking the cloth down from the hook. He shook it out under the water, squeezing the hand on Dean's shoulder slightly. "I got it, okay? And just so you know I'm fine. It's not awkward. How many times did you throw me in the bath when we were young?"
Okay, so it was a little bit awkward, but Sam would get over it if it meant that Dean would be okay. Besides, if he bent over, Cas had a feeling Dean would realize how uncomfortable he really was.