"It would, but that doesn't mean that I'm going to do it." Sam rolled his eyes in the and Jess leaned across to kiss his cheek before turning back to Cas. "Don't be absurd, Jess!" Cas barked a laugh, flipping the ends of her hair with his, and she laughed softly, shaking her head. "Are you going to kiss him out there? In front of everyone?" He wanted it to be special he wanted it to be good. He had actually attempted to make it look nice for today, and Jess kept reaching back to mess it up. "Of course I am!" Cas grinned pushed her hand away from his hair. Jess turned around and reached back to flick Cas' hair again, laughing. They hadn't exchanged letters, packages, anything, so Cas had no idea what Dean had been up toover seas he had some idea, but he didn't want to think about that. He knew that most men that returned home from the war weren't the same men that they were when they left, but he had hope-he always had hope that Dean would still be Dean, and nothing would have changed. He would laugh and swat her hand away, and she would laugh too and turn around to say something to Sam. Every now and then Jess would turn around and say something to him, maybe reaching out to playfully flip his hair. He kept tapping his feet on the floorboard, tugging at the sleeves of his sweater, and pulling his glasses off to clean them, even though he had just done it minutes prior. Cas got a ride with Sam and Jess to the airport, and the entire way there, he couldn't stop moving.
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