It wasn't like he didn't know... Dean shouldn't have had to practically raise him when Dad wasn't there. Even when Dad was there, it still felt like Dean raised him. He relaxed a little at that apology, nodding. "Sorry if I said the wrong thing... I didn't mean it like that, honest."

He reached over to let his hand curl over the other's shoulder lightly. Felt kind of weird to be touching him right now, after last night's dreams and those lingering feelings, but... it was nice to not be arguing, to have Dean relaxed again. "I'm... glad you're here, Dean, and I'm glad you've got my back. Feels like you're the only one who does..."

Dad didn't seem to care enough to even give him a call. "But that's not exactly new."