Tit for Tat - Dean, Castiel, also Sam - PG13 - spoilers through 5.13 - 1/3maychorianMarch 31 2010, 19:36:15 UTC
Cas looks even more rumpled and worn than usual. The light on the street is dim here, on the way back to another motel from another bar, and Dean's eyes are blurred with drink. But he thinks maybe Castiel's hands are shaking, a little, before he hides them in the folds of his trench coat. Dean's had enough alcohol to make him sleep, but not quite enough to make him stupid
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Re: Tit for Tat - Dean, Castiel, also Sam - PG13 - spoilers through 5.14 - 2/3maychorianMarch 31 2010, 19:37:13 UTC
Dean frowns, mind spinning backward over the last few weeks of interaction with their angel friend. Sam gasps, mistaking it for agreement. "Oh, man, you think so too, you think the demon blood is just too much for an angel to
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Re: Tit for Tat - Dean, Castiel, also Sam - PG13 - spoilers through 5.13 - 3/3maychorianMarch 31 2010, 19:38:25 UTC
"What were you dreaming about?" he asks.
"Angels don't dream."
"Bullshit."
Castiel tenses even more, impossibly, turns his head to stare at the flickering, mute television. His breath is quickening; he wants to pull away, escape the closeness. He'd fly if he could do it while leaving Dean behind, but Dean grips his shoulders and holds on, makes himself a weight around the angel's neck.
Dean breathes out, sucks in air and smells sweat and blood and the stale pizza on the floor. "C'mon, Cas. I know what this is. You're having nightmares. You watch people too closely, avoid being touched. You like being around me and Sam because we make you feel better, but even then you don't want to be too close. I know this, man. I know exactly what this is. Maybe angels don't dream, yeah, but maybe angels who are losing their mojo do. You're more like us and I'm sorry, but it is what is and we have to deal with it
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"Angels don't dream."
"Bullshit."
Castiel tenses even more, impossibly, turns his head to stare at the flickering, mute television. His breath is quickening; he wants to pull away, escape the closeness. He'd fly if he could do it while leaving Dean behind, but Dean grips his shoulders and holds on, makes himself a weight around the angel's neck.
Dean breathes out, sucks in air and smells sweat and blood and the stale pizza on the floor. "C'mon, Cas. I know what this is. You're having nightmares. You watch people too closely, avoid being touched. You like being around me and Sam because we make you feel better, but even then you don't want to be too close. I know this, man. I know exactly what this is. Maybe angels don't dream, yeah, but maybe angels who are losing their mojo do. You're more like us and I'm sorry, but it is what is and we have to deal with it ( ... )
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So angsty, but so sweet in that it shows the love the boys have for their angel
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At least, he has Dean and Sam to help heal him.
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