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[personal profile] cholesterol 2022-01-07 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
( He smirks. Cas and his literalisms. They were less in the past three, four years, but his snark always shone through. One of the many reasons Dean likes Cas, the angel, and Cas the person. )

Let her know she'll be hearing from me then. ...I'm glad you're okay, Cas. Sorry it took me so much time to follow.

( If Cas doesn't want to talk about what transpired, about the Empty, about all of it, Dean's not going to pry. They get to those places, they get emotional, and then they move forward. He pulls Cas close again, burying his face in Cas' shoulder.

He just ... can't say he loves him, too. And Cas was so afraid about it, too. It's his worst nightmare, Dean thinks. Cas deserves more. He tightens his grip but leans back.
)

She uh -- is she taking care of all of your needs?

( It's been a few months, Castiel's needed to do something. He knows. )
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[personal profile] cholesterol 2022-01-07 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
Really.

( It's not his business, he reminds himself. Cas has his own life, always had. Dean being present for his more -- challenging times, and there after the angel betrayed him - hell, the day he tried to get Cas laid at the brothel... Dean knows they've moved past Dean being up his ass like that, so to speak. )

Long as you're treated right.

( He feels like a dad, protective in ways he can't describe or fathom. His eyes settle on Cas again as his thumb pads along Cas' shoulder. )

I know what this city does, but I want you to find something you want. Someone.

( He likes it when you're safe. )
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[personal profile] cholesterol 2022-01-07 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
( Dean gives a small, untraceable nod because he wouldn't wish this on someone, especially Cas. )

I know. I meant - even in a place like this, you deserve dignity. You deserve to make your own choices when the city lets you.

( As fucked up as it is for all of them involved. )

I know what it must be like. For you here. If I could spare you this, or trade, Cas, I would. ( His hands run up Castiel's arms, locking on his shoulders. ) What we do, is we see the bright side. But never lose sight of the darkness on the horizon. Bright side. We're both alive. And we're both here. You have me, Cas. I'm not going anywhere. If I'd -- ( He steps into Cas' personal space, space he wanted himself one time. ) I'm sorry we found each other now. I'll talk to Kate.
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[personal profile] cholesterol 2022-01-07 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
Then we're selfish.

( Because Dean feels the same way. He'd rather Cas be here than the Empty. Than Heaven. Where he deserves or where he'd end up, he doesn't get those answers. He doesn't deserve them either. He doesn't need them. )

We can be selfish and sorry.