[ He sucks in a breath with those words, breathing the same air that Dean exhales, and it's a complicated intimacy that's between them now. He would ask him to stay for himself because he's greedy enough to want it, but he would also ask him to stay for them. For whatever it is they're moving toward. Something great, something terrifying.
Something that might inevitably kill them both.
Castiel takes the kiss without compliant, mouth open and a bit slack as he presses right back against him. His hands slip away, and he wraps his arms around Dean's shoulders like he's the only thing keeping him grounded. He doesn't know what the next several weeks will bring, if there would have been any point to fighting for Dean to stay with him, but worse than letting go is knowing he might have never tried at all. It's a failure too great to consider, and he draws back, pressing their noses together and eyes shut in an effort to collect his thoughts. ]
It's all I have left to give you.
[ Because he'd given him everything else already. His grace, his loyalty, his life, his love. It's all written out to Dean, has been far before any of this had happened between them, and he can't offer him anything else but a promise he really has no control over. It stings, and he burns with the knowledge of it. The helplessness he feels even as he stands toe-to-toe with the only one he has left is just-- it's too much. Castiel pushes his forehead against Dean's so hard it hurts. ]
Please. [ take it ] I need you.
[ And then he's kissing him with a terrible desperation that leaves him breathless and aching. ]
dun dun dun...
Something that might inevitably kill them both.
Castiel takes the kiss without compliant, mouth open and a bit slack as he presses right back against him. His hands slip away, and he wraps his arms around Dean's shoulders like he's the only thing keeping him grounded. He doesn't know what the next several weeks will bring, if there would have been any point to fighting for Dean to stay with him, but worse than letting go is knowing he might have never tried at all. It's a failure too great to consider, and he draws back, pressing their noses together and eyes shut in an effort to collect his thoughts. ]
It's all I have left to give you.
[ Because he'd given him everything else already. His grace, his loyalty, his life, his love. It's all written out to Dean, has been far before any of this had happened between them, and he can't offer him anything else but a promise he really has no control over. It stings, and he burns with the knowledge of it. The helplessness he feels even as he stands toe-to-toe with the only one he has left is just-- it's too much. Castiel pushes his forehead against Dean's so hard it hurts. ]
Please. [ take it ] I need you.
[ And then he's kissing him with a terrible desperation that leaves him breathless and aching. ]