Dean was sorely tempted to nudge Sam away, because he didn't like to do this emotional crap, and he shook his head a little bit at Sam's words. "He wasn't. He was just Heaven's bitch, only this time some chick called Naomi was pulling his strings."
The cough alerted Dean and his green eyes finally found Sam as he lowered his hands. "You alright?" His fingers ran through Sam's hair and he pulled him close enough to kiss his cheek.