"I don't drink energy drinks. Or soft drinks." And what the hell was oreo coke? It sounded horrifying and like something Matty would love. Although even Matty would not add extra sugar to monster. Or, worse, drink maple syrup. Douse bacon pancakes in it, sure, Matty did that all the time. "Damn. You have a whole sweet jaw, not just a tooth."
That was insane. "I just drink kombucha sometimes. And smoothies."
"Oh man, you live on the wild side, huh?" Raphael laughed at the statement and shook his head, turning up the playlist more and leaning back as he watched them enter the first of many highways to come.
He drank his monster mostly in silence, checking his phone and sending Michael some spam to get his attention in the hopes he'd not let Castiel down.
Once the energy drink was gone, he set it aside and looked at Sam. "So are our bros boning or what?"
Sam coughed, surprised by the question. That was quite the line for the man who was apparently in denial over their own encounter. He considered the question as he cleared his throat, then shook his head. "Matty's very convinced he's straight. He's a manly man. He makes gay jokes. No, I don't think they're... Whatever."
He wasn't saying they didn't want to, he just couldn't see his brother getting there easily. Or ever.
"Okay so not playing hide the pickle. I was just wondering if he was into the sexy lamp or not." Raphael mused as he drummed his fingers in the side of the car, checked the time and then groaned. They were almost an hour in and he was so bored already. He slumped in his seat and sighed.
"I'm bored." Super bored. Painfully bored. "Tell me something fun."
"I don't know what you'd consider fun." He was here, trapped between thinking about the assignment he ought to be working on and the sexy and quite hyper man in the car that he had had sex with that they were apparently not acknowledging.
"Maybe you can try sleeping. You don't snore, so. That's a plus." He remembered that much, from sleeping next to him. Which he could maybe eventually get him to engage with, before it drove him insane.
Damn. He just wouldn't let it go, would he? Raphael put his sunglasses on and stretched out. "Sleep is boring. I don't get sleep. I prefer short naps, if I gotta, but long sleep? Eh. It's such a waste cause it's late at night when you wanna do stuff." Raphael complained as he tilted his head back and managed to be quiet for a few moments.
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That was insane. "I just drink kombucha sometimes. And smoothies."
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He drank his monster mostly in silence, checking his phone and sending Michael some spam to get his attention in the hopes he'd not let Castiel down.
Once the energy drink was gone, he set it aside and looked at Sam. "So are our bros boning or what?"
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He wasn't saying they didn't want to, he just couldn't see his brother getting there easily. Or ever.
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"I'm bored." Super bored. Painfully bored. "Tell me something fun."
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"Maybe you can try sleeping. You don't snore, so. That's a plus." He remembered that much, from sleeping next to him. Which he could maybe eventually get him to engage with, before it drove him insane.
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Then he started up again. "I need to pee."