Dean huffs, head bent against his chest in his cramped position in Castiel's arms. He can feel them trembling beneath him - skinny or not, Dean's not light, and Cas is only human.
He should get to stay that way. "Cas," he says, but nothing more, too aware of the misery in Castiel's voice. The elevator dings. "Let's just get home."
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Date: 2013-09-24 02:37 am (UTC)He should get to stay that way. "Cas," he says, but nothing more, too aware of the misery in Castiel's voice. The elevator dings. "Let's just get home."