[ dean's almost angry with himself for letting the pain interrupt. but with how fast cas steps away from him, maybe his friend needs the space-- or something. it's why he doesn't reach out again, only breathes through the pain pulsing through his arm, and concentrates on the still buzzing sensation over his mouth.
it's-- interesting. a kiss has never made him feel this way.
cas mumbles something about getting the pills and dean doesn't object. he just remains there, lost in thought and ignoring his arm, eyes flitting from cas down to the ground. what they're doing here, this new things of theirs...
is it a mistake? is it wrong? dean's not one for rules, hasn't been in years, but this is delicate, so easily breakable and god knows dean, if anyone, breaks things and people with terrifying ease. he doesn't-- he can't do that to cas. he won't let himself. ]
Hurts like a bitch. [ it's only a grunt, green only meeting blue for a brief second. ]
So could be better.
[ which the pills will hopefully fix. so he takes the offered medicine, downs them easily without water or anything else, and then.... falls silent. ]
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it's-- interesting. a kiss has never made him feel this way.
cas mumbles something about getting the pills and dean doesn't object. he just remains there, lost in thought and ignoring his arm, eyes flitting from cas down to the ground. what they're doing here, this new things of theirs...
is it a mistake? is it wrong? dean's not one for rules, hasn't been in years, but this is delicate, so easily breakable and god knows dean, if anyone, breaks things and people with terrifying ease. he doesn't-- he can't do that to cas. he won't let himself. ]
Hurts like a bitch. [ it's only a grunt, green only meeting blue for a brief second. ]
So could be better.
[ which the pills will hopefully fix. so he takes the offered medicine, downs them easily without water or anything else, and then.... falls silent. ]