[ He meets him head-on, eyes level with his and expression set into something vacant and thin around the edges of his mouth. It's not so much anger as it is doubt that wages war inside him, squeezing his fingers until they hurt. Then, it's just a matter of lifting a hand and prodding him in the chest. ]
Stop tempting me. [ Push, push, push. His finger bends a little. ] Or I will.
[ Despite the fact he doesn't want to. That's not why he's here. That's not why he puts himself through all of this. That's not why he'd thought Dean would see reason in Castiel coming to him in the first place. His plan isn't meant for the present; it's meant to be long-term, to be settled in the future so they don't have to worry about things like this. So there might actually be something worth doing with the rest of their lives that doesn't include Lucifer or Zelien. A lost cause, perhaps, but Castiel hopes.
His face scrunches a bit, words slipping free. ]
I don't understand you. Why is it so difficult for you to let me-- [ He scoffs. ] Never mind. [ Nope. Not asking. He shakes his head and turns away in order to pick up the things on the floor. ]
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Stop tempting me. [ Push, push, push. His finger bends a little. ] Or I will.
[ Despite the fact he doesn't want to. That's not why he's here. That's not why he puts himself through all of this. That's not why he'd thought Dean would see reason in Castiel coming to him in the first place. His plan isn't meant for the present; it's meant to be long-term, to be settled in the future so they don't have to worry about things like this. So there might actually be something worth doing with the rest of their lives that doesn't include Lucifer or Zelien. A lost cause, perhaps, but Castiel hopes.
His face scrunches a bit, words slipping free. ]
I don't understand you. Why is it so difficult for you to let me-- [ He scoffs. ] Never mind. [ Nope. Not asking. He shakes his head and turns away in order to pick up the things on the floor. ]