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Still caught up in my Dean/Cas Big Bang, but here's a snippet of a 6x22 side project that I'm co-writing with a friend--it may or may not be finished before the BB! (...writing is hard, okay)
You're at a party again, in a bar where the lighting isn't very good and the music is too loud.
Jess looks perfect.
She's laughing at a joke you just made and you want to lean across the table and kiss her right now. You want to hold onto this memory forever, even if she's getting up to leave.
"I'm going to be late for class," she's saying, and now you kiss her. She tastes like breath mints and beer; she smiles at you and it's goodbye.
You wait until you can't see her any more, then walk away.
The hall to the bathroom is long, narrow; it almost makes you reach for a gun that isn't there, and when the door opens onto a room with a florescent glow you breathe. It's empty, the tiles on the floor are clean and white, and you think of places where they haven't been but those don't matter now.
The metal handles are cold, the water not so much. You're still working soap onto your hands when something in the mirror moves, makes you look up, and your eyes are yellow.
You're at a party again, in a bar where the lighting isn't very good and the music is too loud.
Jess looks perfect.
She's laughing at a joke you just made and you want to lean across the table and kiss her right now. You want to hold onto this memory forever, even if she's getting up to leave.
"I'm going to be late for class," she's saying, and now you kiss her. She tastes like breath mints and beer; she smiles at you and it's goodbye.
You wait until you can't see her any more, then walk away.
The hall to the bathroom is long, narrow; it almost makes you reach for a gun that isn't there, and when the door opens onto a room with a florescent glow you breathe. It's empty, the tiles on the floor are clean and white, and you think of places where they haven't been but those don't matter now.
The metal handles are cold, the water not so much. You're still working soap onto your hands when something in the mirror moves, makes you look up, and your eyes are yellow.