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A whine so quiet escapes Dean's lips, pulling at Castiel's heartstrings. He cups Dean's face in his palms and catches his gaze, "Are you sure you're feeling all right?"
He can already predict the answer, but they've worked hard on getting Dean to voice his worries. Nevertheless, Castiel has already begun drawing up plans to put Dean at ease for the night.
"Just thinking 'bout shit," Dean shrugs, voice soft. "Can't get my brain to shut its trap to save my life."
Tears spring up at the corners of Dean's eyes, and before he can hide himself away, Castiel tugs him down to press a kiss to his forehead. It took them quite a long to get to this point of vulnerability, and Castiel will never let him feel like there is a reason to hide.
"Let me take care of you."
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19 May 2026
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sitting here with you (at the kitchen table) by stsgkaisen
Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005)
20 Sep 2022
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Dean has no idea what he did to deserve it, but something so bigger and worthier and holier than him found him between the flames of hell and molded him back into himself. Took his bleeding hands and knit the skin back together like Dean was deserving of it. His arms and legs and chest and throat—every inch of him—has known Cas’s touch. The angel had sewn him back together enough times that somewhere along the line, angel grace replaced dental floss, and Dean has never been the same.
Now that it’s done and it’s over, the chasm in his gut eats itself raw.
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A little something about kitchen table conversations, and grief and love going hand in hand.
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“Dean,” Castiel tries, already pledging himself to show Dean for the rest of their shared life that he is never going to leave. Not if he can help it. “I will be back in the morning.”
“No,” Dean reiterates, telling Castiel without many words that Castiel is fighting a losing battle here. Though when it’s Dean, Castiel knows he can never lose. “What if—” Dean pauses, shifting his weight from one leg to the other. “What if I never want you to leave?”
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Dean’s expression is dubious where he cocks up one eyebrow. “Cas, this isn’t- There’s nothing I can do about it, okay?” The walls of him, the barb of him that had been there when Castiel stepped into the bathroom, has been reduced to nothing. In these sorts of moments, Dean willingly shows his hurt. And maybe- maybe he will let Castiel help after all. “It’s just… in my head.”
“There’s nothing you can do about it.”
Dean blinks at him, startled.
“Like I said, there’s something I could try.”
Looking down to his hands, then back up to Castiel, Dean seems to hesitate. “And it’ll- it’s not just more soap is it?”
“No, Dean,” the beginnings of something fond make the corners of Castiel’s lips twitch, “it’s not more soap.”
or the one where castiel imagines them all a peaceful cowboy life and helps dean wash his hands
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18 May 2026
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Is Cas gay? Clearly there’s only one way to find out. Dean proposes.
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17 May 2026