Blake and Castiel
Castiel returned the squeeze of the hand, and offered Blake a small smile. He was still becoming accustomed to this sort of thing, and was glad that Blake was so accommodating and patient with him. Not a lot of people would have been so patient, not with how awkward Cas could be with things. But Blake seemed to genuinely like the angel, and Cas was glad for that.
He leaned in and placed a quick kiss on the man's lips. "You know I do not get cold, Blake." He knew exactly what Blake was referring to, though, and he nodded. "I would like that very much."