Your Sould is On Fire *Private*

[Leafwing12]

He blinked, getting up. He moved over, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around Jaxk

[dannychan]

he moved a bit closer to dean, head hung.

[Leafwing12]

Dean sighed, gently running his hands along Jack’s arms to try and warm him and dry him off

[dannychan]

he eventually just pressed against dean, ear pressed to his chest.

[Leafwing12]

Dean’s breath hitched a bit when Jack rested his head against him, his heart speeding up a bit. He glanced down at Jack, his hands stopping on Jack’s arms. He looked him over silently. He wasn’t expecting Jack to get so close to him. He glanced away after a momemt

[dannychan]

he blinked at the accelerated heartbeat and thiught a moment. he slowly wrapped his arms around dean and slipped them under the back of deans shirt, pretending like he was trying to warm his hands.

[Leafwing12]

He froze a bit. Dean was a bit embarassed by this situation, but he wasn’t going to pull away. He knew Jack didn’t understand personal space. Just like Cas...Dean closed his eyes at that thought, setting a hand on Jack’s back.

[dannychan]

he looked down so dean couldn't see his face and tried not to smirk or laugh. this was perfect. now he knew how to shut up dean. he decided that maybe his shirt wasn't enough, so he put his hands into fists and slipped them into deans back pockets.

[Leafwing12]

Dean froze, suddenly taking Jack’s wrists and taking them out of his pockets. He then took a step back. “Personal space Jack.” He said

[dannychan]

jack frowned. "what?" he asked, tilting his head.