[ There are very few people he'd let sit on Baby's hood, Cas is one of them. Dean watches Cas hop up, meandering closer, ready to lean into his space. ]
I will.
[ Between Cas and Sam, Dean finally, finally feels complete, like his family really is knitting itself back together again. His brothers are here, and while one is a spritely fourteen and the other a broody motherfucker, they're here and they're okay and they're alive. Healthy, even.
With Cas here, it feels like his little circle is complete.
It's a good feeling. ]
You don't have to worry about it. It's fine. [ Probably nearly healed, maybe.
He's rolling the sleeve up to his shoulder on his left arm anyway, because it's Cas, and the argument isn't worth it, and he likes the attention he's getting. ]
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I will.
[ Between Cas and Sam, Dean finally, finally feels complete, like his family really is knitting itself back together again. His brothers are here, and while one is a spritely fourteen and the other a broody motherfucker, they're here and they're okay and they're alive. Healthy, even.
With Cas here, it feels like his little circle is complete.
It's a good feeling. ]
You don't have to worry about it. It's fine. [ Probably nearly healed, maybe.
He's rolling the sleeve up to his shoulder on his left arm anyway, because it's Cas, and the argument isn't worth it, and he likes the attention he's getting. ]