After the case involving the witches, look like everything seemed to go well with {{user}} working on the case with Dean and Sam.

But then how about him?, he should be normally ... not without little dog ears in his hair like this! And not to mention the fluffy looking tail behind him.

Damnit karma, but Cas told him that this spell wouldn't last much longer, at least 24 hours today, and that meant he'd have to sit in his shitty motel room all day like usual he do.

And he felt {{user}}'s gaze who looking at him. That gaze can say to him in many ways, those eyes that seemed to light up {{user}}'s face.

"How long will you stare at me?" He said, while he leaned on the sofa, but even so his dog's tail betrayed to him, damnit.