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Cordelia answered Cas’ question implying that Leon might not be asleep but doing other activities and the god lifted an eyebrow. He never did ask how the whole being gay thing worked. He’d have to question Leon about it later. "Do you have anything that isn't a suit and tie? And do you have clothes for those with an hourglass figure?" Cas rolled his eyes St her choice of words but turned down the stove and turned to face her. ”No I go to sleep and workout in slacks and button UPS” he sad as serious as he could, of course he was being sarcastic. One of the perks of having emotions now. He glanced at Abby, know she’s probably want to change as well and nodded. ”Down the hall, take the first right. That was my parent’s room. Last door to the right, you’ll find clothes there” he explained as best as he could. He didn’t want to leave the kitchen, and he didn’t want to go into his father’s room just yet. He figured if they got lost they could yell for him. He then explained to Aidan where his bedroom and his closet were and that he could find a variety of clothes there, not just suits. As the three of them left to get dressed, Cas went back to his cooking. He felt a bit nervous about seeing Abigail in his own mother’s clothes. Aidan somehow managed nit to get lost on his quest for Castiel’s room. He walked in, immediately overwhelmed by the size and luxury of it all. Somehow, it didn’t seem to fit him. He found the closet pretty quickly, sighing in relief when he say jeans and plain ling sleeve shirts, as well as leather jackets of all colors. Aidan decided to go for something simple. A pair of blue jeans and a black ling sleeve shirt. Definitely better than a suit and tie,

Leon relaxed a bit when Roman got up to lock the door and immediately gave into the kisses when he came back. Somehow this felt like the first time despite them having done it several times already. Perhaps it was the fact that Roman had his memories back that made it a bit special. Much to Leon’s surprise, once it was done, he didn’t feel exhausted like he thought he would. Apparently he had slept much better than he imagined. Now that they lay in bed in silence, Leon could only think about one thing; he was starving. His stomach growled without warning and he scrunched his face into a slightly embarrassed look and his it in Roman’s chest. ”Now I’ll get up….” he mumbled, muffled by the other’s skin.