"I ain't gonna end you." Jesse shook his head. It was weird, but he did know everything that Cas had done, even though he hadn't tried. It was like they were tied in somehow, like Jesse had a direct link into the guy's history. "We all fuck up sometimes. "What matters is that yer doin yer best now. Hell, if I were gonna go around endin people cause of mistakes they'd made, I'd have to be at the top of that list."
He had done a lot of wrong in his life. Hurt people. But he'd worked hard to make it up to himself and the world.
The hug was something of a surprise. Jesse wasn't really the touchy-feely kind of person, but emotions were running high and he couldn't really hold it against the angel. Impulses and emotions were weird things.
"Settle down, now." He said, licking the whiskey off of his hand. "You're gonna have to get over this notion that I'm gonna smite you, Castiel. It was just a hug. An awkward hug, but it ain't hurt nobody. We'll keep it at just the one hug though, yeah? I don't wanna start holdin hands and takin long walks on the beach with ya."
Jesse patted Castiel on the back, assuring him that there weren't bad feelings, and nobody was going to get smote.