"God," I breathe, the sound of it hitching on a sob, and I want to move in closer, I want to touch him and let him know it's gonna be okay, but I don't want to cause him any more pain. He's trying to fucking hard to keep that thing under control, and getting too close is just gonna make it worse for him.
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Date: 2013-04-18 02:02 am (UTC)"We're gonna make it stop, Dean. I promise."