[ He keeps his eyes closed and just breathes him in.
Of what he's learned, of the things he's still processing, this has to be the most important piece to the winding puzzle that's become his life. Mortal and terribly so, lost to the hands of time and age and cracking under the weight of it all-- It's this small bit of hope that keeps him afloat, stays him and stops him from drowning under the waves of his own misery. There's a soft sound of approval when Dean returns the embrace, gently easing back to look at him from this particular angle.
The slight smear of freckles across his nose and cheeks, the depth behind Dean's eyes. Castiel's never really noticed it before, never dared to allow himself to. Lightly, he rests his forehead along the line of his jaw. ]
Do you understand? [ It's mumbled, soft. ] As long as we-- I won't leave you, Dean.
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Date: 2014-04-01 01:47 am (UTC)Of what he's learned, of the things he's still processing, this has to be the most important piece to the winding puzzle that's become his life. Mortal and terribly so, lost to the hands of time and age and cracking under the weight of it all-- It's this small bit of hope that keeps him afloat, stays him and stops him from drowning under the waves of his own misery. There's a soft sound of approval when Dean returns the embrace, gently easing back to look at him from this particular angle.
The slight smear of freckles across his nose and cheeks, the depth behind Dean's eyes. Castiel's never really noticed it before, never dared to allow himself to. Lightly, he rests his forehead along the line of his jaw. ]
Do you understand? [ It's mumbled, soft. ] As long as we-- I won't leave you, Dean.
[ Ever. He never has. ]