No. He doesn't honestly think Dean is hot and bothered. But this situation is weird as fuck. And he wants this to be a monster, honestly. He wants his mouth to unhinge and turn into snarling fangs and giant mouth. He wants to see his ears sharpen and his fingers turn into claws. Just so they have an excuse to shoot it.
But this man-child with a scattered word here and there and an innocence that as a trained CIA agent he wouldn't be able to fake, and that stupid smile that's too god damn honest and real. He hates it. He hates everything about it. He doesn't smile like that-not...maybe he never did.
This guy's an imposter and he's already more real than FDR.
He almost misses Dean's retort, but sitting next to this mirror comparison makes his interest in flirting weak and he only gives Dean a shrug before he's up and moving away again, hands sliding into the back of his pants just so he doesn't walk around the room wringing them until Dean says they can shoot it.
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But this man-child with a scattered word here and there and an innocence that as a trained CIA agent he wouldn't be able to fake, and that stupid smile that's too god damn honest and real. He hates it. He hates everything about it. He doesn't smile like that-not...maybe he never did.
This guy's an imposter and he's already more real than FDR.
He almost misses Dean's retort, but sitting next to this mirror comparison makes his interest in flirting weak and he only gives Dean a shrug before he's up and moving away again, hands sliding into the back of his pants just so he doesn't walk around the room wringing them until Dean says they can shoot it.
"Hear from your brother yet?"