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[hardhearted]

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[indecadence]

It's not a waste if it's you.

[hardhearted]

[ sigh. such a fucking idiot cas. ]

Don't come crying to me when you realize your mistake.

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[indecadence]

This isn't a mistake.

[indecadence]

[ And now he's angry. ]

Everything I have ever done was because of you. But it has never been the wrong choice.

All we have is each other, Dean.

[hardhearted]

[ anger he can deal with, anger he knows. not caring, or the devotion cas shows him. ]

Not back home we don't.

[indecadence]

This place isn't home.

[hardhearted]

No, but I'll get you killed here just the same.

[indecadence]

I trust you regardless.

[ He's walked willing to his own death once. He would do it again if he had to. ]

[hardhearted]

Why.

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[indecadence]

Friend.

[indecadence]

Family.

[indecadence]

Both are interchangeable and equally apply. I need you.

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[hardhearted]

[ stop. ]

Right.

[hardhearted]

[ gotta change the subject!!! ]

Apparently I'm supposed to stay away from Sam.

[indecadence]

Are you going to?

[ Let's be honest: that's the real question here. ]

[hardhearted]

What do you think?

[ babygurl pls. ]

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[indecadence]

Well.

[indecadence]

I think we should not think about it right now.

[hardhearted]

Smartest thing you've said during this conversation.

[ this is the part where he'd usually hang up and go back to doing something angry, but he lingers... ]

[indecadence]

[ He hesitates, contemplating it rather heavily. They really haven't done this in so long... ]

Do you want to come over?

[hardhearted]

As long as I don't walk in on one of your weird gatherings.

[indecadence]

Only you and me - I promise.

[hardhearted]

Be there in 15.

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[indecadence]

[ All there is to do is wait.

It's not as if it's an unfamiliar concept, though he's certainly a lot more restless now that Dean has actually agreed to see him. The emotional whiplash is astonishing, but he's grown accustomed to it after so many years. Rather than send a reply, Castiel busies himself with unimportant details--straightening things, organizing the growing collection of useless items he's amassed since arriving, setting two bottles of the stuff his other self had graciously left with him several days ago. The contents are strong, but one might not be enough.

His mouth curves in a slight smile, though it quickly disappears by the time he's outside the room waiting for him. Relaxed, shoulder pressed to the wall and arms crossed. It's how he's greeted when he sees him, body eventually straightening itself out. ]

I'm glad you came. [ He had entertained the idea that Dean might have ditched him. ]

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[hardhearted]

[ dean thinks about not showing up, about just finding himself a bottle of something poisonous and strong, taking a night for himself. but then, there's something about the idea of hanging out with cas, just the two of them that sits right with him for once. maybe it's the conversation they'd just had, or what had happened earlier, but for once lonely anger isn't dean's go-to thing.

he still looks guarded when he finally arrives, finds cas leaning against the wall. ]

If you say so.

[ beat. ] For your sake I hope you have something strong.