He'd probably apologize in the morning for practically using Dean as a pillow... or pretend it didn't happen because he seriously wasn't a five year old anymore, a little old to be doing this. He hadn't really intended anyway, but apparently his body was bound and determined to make up for the sleep he didn't exactly give it anymore.

At least for now, his sleep was easier tonight than usual though and he squirmed in closer to Dean, ducking his face against him.