SPN: "Leaving" Series Part II -- Still Breathing
Leaving: Part II
Title: Still Breathing
Fandom: SPN
Pairing: Wincest or gen --- your choice
Warnings: usual from me -- angst
Rating: PG
Summary: Dean Winchester hadn’t indulged in three months.
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Still Breathing
Three months. Dean Winchester hadn't indulged in three months.
They said if you could get past the first six weeks, you'd be fine. Dean had no idea who the fuck "they" were, but he knew he owed them a lot: at the very least, a black eye or two. Fucking liars.
It had been a very long three months but he was still breathing. When he awoke at night, drenched in sweat and shaking, he reminded himself that he was lucky.
Breathing meant he could keep going. Breathing meant he could still hunt and fight and live. Breathing meant there was still a chance for tomorrow.
Dean just wondered when it would get easier.
Because breathing meant it wasn't over yet. The cravings still lurked under his flesh, making him itch even in his dreams.
Dean remembered the broken man his dad had become, lost in whiskey and pain, and knew that breathing led to the possibility of that fate, too.
It had been a long, hard three months, but Dean kept forcing himself forward, still breathing and still hunting and still trying to live.
It had been three months since he had left Sam, and though it didn't feel like it, he was still breathing.