[ considering he's still wearing his own shoes, it'd probably be a process, and that's the least awkward thing about all of this. they'll just have to fumble their way through it together, hand resting on dean's thigh as he steps forward just enough to settle between his legs. it's not quite for better leverage; he's testing things out, fingers hooking just beneath the waistband of dean's pants to tug him towards the edge of the counter.
they could do this, do something. he could carry him into the other room to find a more comfortable place besides the kitchen. he could be close to someone when he hasn't been that close to anyone in a very long time, and it's that thought that kind of jars him, breaking the kiss and turning to press his face against dean's shoulder. ]
Sorry. [ it's muffled but genuine. he isn't even sure what he's apologizing for. ]
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they could do this, do something. he could carry him into the other room to find a more comfortable place besides the kitchen. he could be close to someone when he hasn't been that close to anyone in a very long time, and it's that thought that kind of jars him, breaking the kiss and turning to press his face against dean's shoulder. ]
Sorry. [ it's muffled but genuine. he isn't even sure what he's apologizing for. ]