occasionally cas likes to steal the impala keys and put them into his trenchcoat pockets with the sole purpose of provoking dean to step into cas’ space, pat down his pockets, and snag the keys back from him. standing chest to chest, breathing each others air with dean’s hand still in cas’ coat pocket, it’s so so easy for dean to close the gap; leaning in to kiss cas. and that’s why cas does it. because he knows, without a doubt, every time he steals the car keys, it’ll lead to a 10 minute make-out session against the hallway wall with cas’ hair tousled from dean dragging his fingers through it and dean’s lips kiss-swollen and his pupils dilated with lust