[ He returns the look with one of his own, not having much energy to argue this time. Castiel shouldn't bother with this anymore. He should decline the offer, turn away and walk up the steps. It'd be easier to walk out the building, but that means maneuvering around Dean. Risking the chance he might brush shoulders with him as he's leaving.
There's a long pause as he considers his options.
A breath, and his lips begin to hurt from where he presses them so tightly together.
Without a word, fingers slightly curled into fists, Castiel steps closer to Dean and inclines his head so the other man can inspect the damage. He can feel it, knows it hurts and is going to for quite some time. It's always a tender point for him when it comes to healing. Sometimes, he thinks it's ridiculously slow. But there he waits, throat exposed to the very person who had put those forming bruises there. ]
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Date: 2014-02-27 05:27 am (UTC)There's a long pause as he considers his options.
A breath, and his lips begin to hurt from where he presses them so tightly together.
Without a word, fingers slightly curled into fists, Castiel steps closer to Dean and inclines his head so the other man can inspect the damage. He can feel it, knows it hurts and is going to for quite some time. It's always a tender point for him when it comes to healing. Sometimes, he thinks it's ridiculously slow. But there he waits, throat exposed to the very person who had put those forming bruises there. ]