[ hm. do they suit him? he supposes if connor says so, he has no reason to believe otherwise. he thinks that dean would enjoy this. that it would be something to make him laugh, or at least smile, or crack a joke, and he wishes he had his phone with with him, with its terrible little camera.
castiel's brow knits behind the thick rims of the pineapple glasses and he nods, though he struggles to imagine what it is he wants to wear, who it is he wants to be.
he wants to be someone who dean likes. ]
Connor, when we get back to the car, will you take a picture of me wearing these?
[ he'll never see dean again, but maybe he could give the picture to jack, for jack to show him. ]
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castiel's brow knits behind the thick rims of the pineapple glasses and he nods, though he struggles to imagine what it is he wants to wear, who it is he wants to be.
he wants to be someone who dean likes. ]
Connor, when we get back to the car, will you take a picture of me wearing these?
[ he'll never see dean again, but maybe he could give the picture to jack, for jack to show him. ]