this is my winter song to you;

[hetero]

The Body Heat Meme

THE RULES:

1. Post with your character! They're now stuck in a very cold place of your choice. It can be anything, such as a freezing chamber, a cavern or a small cabin in the midst of a blizzard. The choice is up to you.
2. Comment around! Now your character has some company in this bone-chilling environment. The two of them share two things in common: clothes completely unfitting for this weather (be they summer clothes or even lingerie) and a blanket.
3. A blanket? Yes, just one warm blanket and no other ways to escape the cold. The two of them will have to share it in order to stay alive in this weather. Don't worry, you're sure to find a common language in this terrible situation!
4. So, uh, have fun, I suppose. Try to not freeze to death!
5. Protip: friction and body heat are both excellent ways to fend off cold.

Comments

[deism]

Why do you wish to know? [ he has no hesitation in his steps and keeps marching forward without looking back

with confidence dean is following ]

[hetero]

Call it curiosity. [ Dean's footsteps will occasionally stop here and there, as he gathers some snow into his arms. He's using the trench coat to hide it, just in case Cas looks back for a moment. ]

[deism]

[ he doesn't turn around, but he does slow his steps after a while to point through into the distance at a small, dark shape ]

There.

[hetero]

Great. [ He uses Cas' slowed pace to catch up to him. Then he pulls on the back of Cas' shirt in order to dump the pile of snow down his back

it's a good idea to mess with angels ]

[deism]

[ he just stands there for a moment, still staring at the small cabin up ahead. then he bows his head, rubbing his hand slowly on his neck, and then brings up his hand again with the remains of the snow.

he turns around slowly. ] Was my coat not enough?

[hetero]

Man, angels are so boring. I bet you suck at snowball fights.

[deism]

Of course I have won at snowball fights. My enemies have perished with their last words frozen on their lips, their skin mottled and frostbitten.

... It is wet. [ he tries to touch his back experimentally ]

[hetero]

[ ROLLS HIS EYES and backs up, reaching down to grab some more snow. ]

Then let's see who wins. [ It's not like he was just complaining about the cold or anything. ]

[deism]

I do not wish to freeze you to death. [ squinting at dean trying to figure out why he wants a deadly snowball war so much

he has lost brothers in such acts!!!! ]

[hetero]

I think I can handle it, Cas. [ And he aims the one in his hand at Cas' face, not throwing it too hard but hard enough to make a point!! ]

[deism]

[ it

slides

down ]

You are not cold, then.

[hetero]

Having a little fun can't hurt, right?

[deism]

You simply wanted my coat. [ he tilts his head at him ]

I see.

[hetero]

I'm cold, OK? But do you expect me to just sit in a cabin until this shitty weather ends?

[deism]

I will keep you warm.

[ but he does bend down to pick up a light fistful of snow, not gripping it tightly into a snowball, but holding it ] You desire to toy around in the snow?

[hetero]

That's what I've been saying. [ He grabs his own, forming it into a snowball and positioning himself to throw. ]

I'll be nice, you say go.

[deism]

This is a friendly snowball fight, then.

I will not need to call down a storm. [ there is a question in that statement does he need to call down a storm is that how you play ]

[hetero]

[ And he loses his balance. ]

I'd appreciate it if you didn't literally bury me in snow, yeah. No angel cheats.

[deism]

We simply... throw. [ another question

just standing there waiting for orders ]

[hetero]

Throw and try to not get hit. Which'll be hard when faced against me. Think you can do it?

[deism]

What makes such an act enjoyable?

[hetero]

[ That makes him think. How do you explain having fun. ]

Isn't doing stupid shit with friends "enjoyable"?

[deism]

It is not unpleasant to watch you do stupid shit with your brother.

Very well. You may initiate the battle.

[hetero]

Ready... [ Gets back into throwing position. ] set... go! [ He throws the snowball at Cas' chest, then starts running to hide behind a tree, only stopping to grab more snow. ]

[deism]

[ the snow falls to the ground

as he disappears in a fluttering of wingbeats ]