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always_enduphereIt's the most settled Dean has felt in months.
It's been a rough time, even by his standards. Since the tentative relief of living through a demonic possession, Dean's lost his brother, Castiel has lost his grace, and for a time, Dean couldn't quite hold on to any happiness long enough to keep it.
But it feels like they've broken through something together now, something that's wrecked them both in different ways, but walking through the park with Annie, Dean feels as close to whole as he's felt in a long while. His back is a mess of stripes, red and purple and just beginning to yellow at the edges, welts pulling as tight as Annie's leash everytime she tugs, and all Dean can think of through every flash of pain is Castiel, easing him through. As much as Dean hates that his return to Obsidian upsets Castiel, he has to believe it's worth it.
At his feet, Annie yips, and Dean smiles faintly and bends carefully to let her off her leash. He expects her to bound straight for the open grass, but when he straightens with a wince, he sees her running straight for a familiar face.
Dean raises a hand, nodding at Derek across the path.
It's been a rough time, even by his standards. Since the tentative relief of living through a demonic possession, Dean's lost his brother, Castiel has lost his grace, and for a time, Dean couldn't quite hold on to any happiness long enough to keep it.
But it feels like they've broken through something together now, something that's wrecked them both in different ways, but walking through the park with Annie, Dean feels as close to whole as he's felt in a long while. His back is a mess of stripes, red and purple and just beginning to yellow at the edges, welts pulling as tight as Annie's leash everytime she tugs, and all Dean can think of through every flash of pain is Castiel, easing him through. As much as Dean hates that his return to Obsidian upsets Castiel, he has to believe it's worth it.
At his feet, Annie yips, and Dean smiles faintly and bends carefully to let her off her leash. He expects her to bound straight for the open grass, but when he straightens with a wince, he sees her running straight for a familiar face.
Dean raises a hand, nodding at Derek across the path.
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Date: 2013-07-30 09:51 pm (UTC)His love life. Can it even be called that? It's really more like a string of massive tragedies, and Stiles should probably just run screaming in the other direction.
"I just figured, you know, you and Castiel probably didn't come easy," he says quietly, glancing over at him. "You guys kind of gave me hope, I guess. Or something like it, I don't know. Not sure what that even feels like anymore." He huffs a sigh and stares ahead, rolling his lips into his mouth for a moment before shaking his head. "But I doubt that's in the cards for me and him, anyway."
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Date: 2013-07-31 01:55 am (UTC)Shuffling where he stands, Dean nods roughly at Derek. "Who's him?" He doesn't keep tabs on Derek, not even the friendly, interested ones that he should, and he has no idea who Derek spends most of his time with. All he can think of is Stiles.
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Date: 2013-07-31 02:10 am (UTC)"So hey," he says, avoiding the question outright. "If Castiel's an angel, he's gotta be really old, right?" He snorts a little and shakes his head. "Makes me feel a tad better about wanting a sixteen year old."
It's the first time he's ever acknowledged it out loud and he swallows hard, not meeting Dean's gaze. But he's pretty sure, of all the things Dean knows about him so far, that he won't judge Derek for this. So he just sighs and shrugs helplessly, risking a glance at him.
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Date: 2013-07-31 10:10 pm (UTC)"So what, you said something, and he said no?"
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Date: 2013-07-31 10:33 pm (UTC)He sighs and shifts his weight, both uncomfortable talking about his feelings and being glad to be able to at the same time. "He was never my biggest fan, despite saving my ass on a few occasions, and he didn't even want anything to do with me until I showed up here. Now we're pack, and that should be enough. It is enough."
He doesn't say "he doesn't like me back" because that's one of the most pathetic sounding phrases in the English language and he's not actually a thirteen year old girl, despite the stellar impression he's currently doing of one. He's quiet for a long moment, frowning down at his hands. "I keep waiting to get over it and it keeps not happening."