[ he frowns, and leans forward to touch dean's forehead with two fingers, as if that is enough to understand if it's a fever or not. he knows dean to be the outdoors type, and he hasn't seen an allergic reaction from him yet. but though it's not likely, he won't rule it out. it seems like he can't do anything right today, then. first accidentally letting gabriel find the hidden candy drawer, then not understanding valentine's day, now unable to even see his friend is sick. but his face is unmoved and passive as he touches him gently.
it doesn't seem like he's sick, though he doesn't quite remove his hand. it's entirely likely that dean really is under the weather, though. he'd probably be too stubborn to leave, though he should. the faster they can eat, the faster they can take dean back home. so he pushes the menu forward without looking at it. ]
I like the burgers. [ he agrees softly, and without looking away from dean's eyes. it's an expectation that dean knows what he likes and can order for him. ]
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it doesn't seem like he's sick, though he doesn't quite remove his hand. it's entirely likely that dean really is under the weather, though. he'd probably be too stubborn to leave, though he should. the faster they can eat, the faster they can take dean back home. so he pushes the menu forward without looking at it. ]
I like the burgers. [ he agrees softly, and without looking away from dean's eyes. it's an expectation that dean knows what he likes and can order for him. ]