Turth or Dare part 3More Like This
Maybe it's the alcohol screwing with his judgment. Or maybe it's the idea of finally being able to show Cas what he's been missing that makes Dean's logical side slink away into a corner unnoticed. Whatever the hell it is, it's put Dean on autopilot. He scans the room while brainstorming his plan of attack, not knowing what he's looking for exactly, and his eyes settle instinctively on Sam.
Sam's as gloomy now as he was when they'd started, the only difference being a much more prominent line between his brows and a slightly flushed face.
Dean's eyes linger for a moment and he suddenly snaps back to reality. Shit. Shit shit shit. What was I thinking? He turns back to face Cas, who's carefully removing his trench coat. This is so wrong. I haven't even hugged the guy and we're already skipping bases?
Dean is torn. He knows that he'll cheat Cas out of the experience if he goes straight for the dare, as he'd originally planned. He'd thought it be quick and simple, no fuss, just get in ther