"Dean?" he whispered. When he got no response, he tried again, a little louder this time. Dean finally turned half around when he heard his angel in the backseat. "What's the matter, Cas?" he asked. Castiel looked to his hands which were folded in his lap. Dean looked back to the road. He pulled over as soon as he could and turned around to face Cas again. "Dean, I think something is wrong with my vessel" he said quietly. The hunter raised his eyebrows. "What's wrong?" Cas looked at his hands again. "I can't feel them" he held his hands up a little helpless. Dean looked at them for a moment. Then he sighed. "Rub them together and blow on them a little." Castiel frowned. He put his hands together and moved them against each other. "Dean, this is not helping" he said after a moment. Dean rolled his eyes. He opened the car door and walked over to the backseat. Once he sat next to Cas, he took one of his hands into his own. "Wow... your hands are cold as ice." Castiel looked away sheepishly. Dean took both hands and held them in his own. Then he began rubbing his warm ones against the angel's cold hands. After a moment he realized in what situation they were. He felt warmth creep up his neck and face and suddenly felt awkward looking at the angel. Out of reflex he pulled Castiels hands up to his mouth and blew some warm air on them. Cas watched every move the hunter made. Every gentle rub of his hand, the way Dean looked at their joined hands and the movement of his lips when they blew some air on his hands until Dean closed his eyes and pressed a light kiss to the angel's knuckles. Cas' slight gasp must have startled Dean because suddenly he let go of his hands and looked away. Cas frowned slightly. "Dean, my hands still feel cold" Dean turned away. "Cas, I'm sure you can do that yourself now" Cas looked to the ground. "Please?" Dean sighed and nodded slightly and took Cas' hands again. After another minute Castiel leaned forward quickly and pecked Dean on the lips. Dean stared at him. "Cas, what the hell?!" Cas grinned. "You kissed my hands to make me feel warmer. I thought it would warm me up even more if you kissed me more." Dean was speechless. Then he smirked and kissed his angel again. "You know, Cas, there are a few more ways how I could warm you up."
