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

[hetero]

What, like you haven't tried to analyze me before? At least I'm not throwing you against a wall.

[deism]

It is not like that, Dean. [ now he just slides his hand to the side, to where he gripped dean and raised him from purrdition ]

I will not disregard the similarities of our tenuous relationships with our fathers. But there are... differences. I do not expect you to understand.

[hetero]

There's no difference. You think you're so much better than me, but you've been the same little soldier I once was.

[ But he smiles. ] I guess you rebelled in a more awesome way, though.

[deism]

There is a difference. [ his eyes turn upward, just for a moment. ]

I would not say it is better.

[hetero]

Wanna tell me, then?

[deism]

No. [ his eyes turn back to him again

he will not burden dean with his problems. ] Tell me more about the necessary physical proximity. It is... interesting.

[hetero]

You ever notice how I talk a lot more in this relationship than you do? You take over for now.

[deism]

Very well.

Your brother with the demon blood does appear to harm himself deeply with his emotional attachment to demons.

[hetero]

Talk to me about you. And his name's Sam.

[deism]

I see. [ he appears to consider his words very carefully ]

I... believe you envy the emotional bonds your brother with the demon blood, Sam, creates.

[hetero]

You jackass. [ He considers letting it go, because Cas doesn't want to talk about it, but when has he ever been anything but stubborn. ]

What if I wanna hear about your issues?

[deism]

[ a quizzical look, only given by squinting his eyes slightly ]

You will know what you need to know in due time.

[hetero]

You know more about me than you need to. Return the favor.

[deism]

I will tell you what you need to know, Dean.

[hetero]

That ain't what friends do, Cas.

[deism]

[ a brief exhale ]

There are things I cannot tell you. But when the time comes, you will know them. You do not find yourself lacking in the meanwhile.

[hetero]

[ He sighs and leans back, shoulders relaxing as if he's letting it go. ]

Whatever. You were asking?

[deism]

[ he leans forward slightly, as if making up for lost space, and his eyes as always are intense ]

You prefer physical proximity. Why?

[hetero]

It feels better and it's a whole lot easier. Is it that hard to understand? Even if you're not human, it feels good when people touch you, right?

[deism]

Does it? [ he doesn't seem to have ever considered the question ]

Is it pleasurable when I touch you?

[hetero]

[ He laughs, maybe with a nervous edge to it. ]

Touches on the arm aren't enough to get anyone excited, Cas.

[deism]

Where should I touch?

[hetero]

[ He instinctively moves his arms to defend himself. ]

Don't... touch anywhere. You're the one who doesn't get it, don't practice on me.

If you could ever get to at least second base with a hooker or something, you'd understand.

[deism]

[ he withdraws his own hand, and then quietly looks away

yes it's a sulking angel he is sulking ]

[hetero]

What? What?