Dean chuckled a bit as Sam pulled his arm around him but he just tugged his brother against his chest and laughed again when Sam spoke. "I think I'll manage." Honestly, he didn't want to get up and go and sleep away from Sam tonight, not with the crap that had happened.
Fingers slid through Sam's hair and Dean tilted his face up to just look at him for a second longer than necessary before just pulling him tight to his chest again.