[ expected, you know. some warning. a response. anything that fluffy wings, a breeze on his skin, and a dark haired angel in front of him. ]
No. No.
[ He sets the glass aside (some did slip out, running down the glass in rivulets, Dean's fingers a little damp) and stands, bridging the gap by a few steps. ]
insert guitar riff
[ expected, you know. some warning. a response. anything that fluffy wings, a breeze on his skin, and a dark haired angel in front of him. ]
No. No.
[ He sets the glass aside (some did slip out, running down the glass in rivulets, Dean's fingers a little damp) and stands, bridging the gap by a few steps. ]
Don't leave.