[ dean doesn't even realize cas has a hold on him until he stops him from stumbling. it leaves dean blinking back at cas, weariness written into his face as he looks form cas to where the other man's hand is latched onto his arm. normally, that might get cas into a whole heap of trouble, but today dean just grumbles something foul under his breath, shards of broken glass cracking under his boots.
it's only at the command to go inside that dean starts protesting. ]
Let go of me...
[ he has business to attend to!! like killing lucifer and beating sam and killing himself and looking at ripples.
he does get to about as far as the door, stands there in the frame and just latches a hand onto the side like he's not feeling too hot for a minute. a groan later, and he's looking at cas, eyes unfocused and pained. ]
I don't want to shoot him again.
[ as sam, as lucifer. he doesn't even want to try. ]
no subject
it's only at the command to go inside that dean starts protesting. ]
Let go of me...
[ he has business to attend to!! like killing lucifer and beating sam and killing himself and looking at ripples.
he does get to about as far as the door, stands there in the frame and just latches a hand onto the side like he's not feeling too hot for a minute. a groan later, and he's looking at cas, eyes unfocused and pained. ]
I don't want to shoot him again.
[ as sam, as lucifer. he doesn't even want to try. ]