[Sam let a pleasant hum at the light rake of Dean's nail over his back, turning his head to press a kiss to the other's shoulder lightly.]

[those words got him to pause though. He... appreciated that. He really did. After that whole ordeal with dad? Good to hear somebody on his side at least and even better that it was Dean and Dean wasn't... trying to get him to run off with him or come back home.]

[He lifted a hand to brush through Dean's hair, shifting enough to be able to kiss him properly.] ... I know you didn't, Dean. I don't think you did. It just - happened, right?

[Not something either of them planned on. He definitely didn't.] As long as we're careful, it won't... wreck anything, dude. [He hesitated again.] Just - you know this doesn't change anything here right, Dean? I can't... come with you or anything. [He lowered his voice.] I'll be thinking about this though... Don't know if I can stop now.