A cold jolt washed through Dean’s body as Castiel’s hand landed gently on his forearm. He really should have expected that the future Castiel would hold even less respect for his personal space than the present - or was it now past? - one did. He looked up from his cell phone’s blank screen, hardly seeing the point in trying to get the damn thing
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This wasn't quite what I was expecting when I prompted it, but I can't say I'm disappointed. Because, this? This is awesome.
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I am saddened that you are saddened about this lacking-ness! :( lol.
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