[works himself up to an elbow to tug his own jacket free and shoves it off over the side of the bed, reaching down to unsnap his pistol from its holster while cas strips his toplayer down to set it on the table like good thing the safety was on that's all im saying.]
[tilts chin up to watch him after he settles back on his arms with that half-second smile reserved for post-purgatory cleaned up cas, reaching up to tug at one of the ties on his larp shirt]
no subject
[tilts chin up to watch him after he settles back on his arms with that half-second smile reserved for post-purgatory cleaned up cas, reaching up to tug at one of the ties on his larp shirt]
Does that make me Buttercup?