Castiel looks him straight in the eye, lips inches from his. “Dean, only you can do this.”
Dean swallows almost convulsively. “I might destroy the world,” he breathes, his eyes welling up with unshed tears, and Castiel lifts a hand to his face, cupping his cheek.
“I believe in you,” he says, voice soft, and Dean shivers. “I trust you, Dean,”
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