_{eyes watch the demon from his place on the bed, watching them move around anxiously. the form was}… _{different than want dean expected, a small shock to the hunter when he first saw it. however it’d be a lie if dean didn’t admire it now. he’d never seen anything like ky’lar before, something unique and intriguing to the hunter. if dean enjoyed petting the other man before, the new and odd form before him made dean want to touch the other even more} ( _{of course, the fact that they also had a tail didn’t help}  ) _. 

_{the demand was simple however, dean pushing himself away from the comfort of the sheets and towards a clean pair of clothes. he purposefully ends up snagging one of the demon’s shirts, a small grin on their face at the teasing gesture while rubbing his hand through his bed-ridden hair. it takes a few seconds for dean to shake the sleepiness away, but he ends up by the other’s side, bouncing slightly on the tips of his toes with energy.} “ _{what are we doing} ?  _{exciting plans} ?  ”

   _{his arms crossed his chest with a grunt. there were times ky distanced himself from  emotion; from  any  trace of his humanity when  it suited him. this was one  of those times as he saw  dean as nothing more than a tool – a puppet to use for his own  schemes.} 

_{if he had  his birthright, he could rage a  war unlike any other, but  this wasn’t the time for such thoughts. no, his mind quickly shifted to the plan for today; tracking down a few higher-ranked angels on earth. find them, torture them, and eventually kill them. stealing their grace was advisable, but not necessary. only the blade was what was needed; to be melted down into something  far more useful.}

 _{“hunting,” he said, arms folding across his chest. “i have it on good account some angels are ‘bout fifty miles away. high-ranking one’s too.” he could have said more; should  have, but he wasn’t going to not now. ky didn’t think  he needed to elaborate – least of all on what they’d be doing once they found them.}