After that rough sex, Dean gave castiel a soft kiss, Helping him up and leading him to the bed. "Come now, rest. We'll have a good cuddle." He muttered, eyes half lidded as he came down from the pleasure. He was reeling at the facknthat someone so magnificent as Castiel could love him. Once he had Cas settel, he snuggled him, kissing the angel's shoulder sloftly.
Dean let out a breath. "Sometimes I wonder how you could ever love a fuck up like me." He whispered, and you could hear just a hint of his father there. John Winchester had broken him. Broken his heart so badly that he didn't feel worthy to be with the angel, even if he knew he couldn't live without him.