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you see me in the lovely garden tending by fleeceframe
Fandom Supernatural, Supernatural (TV 2005)
08 Jan 2024
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With a jolt- a terrible, gasping noise- Cas wakes as if forced into this world all over again. Dean only has a second to take in the pale of his skin and watch the way Cas’s bottom lip trembles before Cas has both hands braced against Dean’s chest and pushes with a force that knocks the wind out of him.
The Oof! that blooms out of Dean’s throat seems to snap Cas out of whatever state of terror he was still in because he blinks as if to clear a fog from his eyes before a different sort of awful expression crosses his face.
“Dean, I- I’m so sorry-”
“Hey, man,” Dean says. He’s trying his best to keep his voice soothing, but there’s a strange tremor in his fingers still. “Hey, it’s okay, it’s alright. Been there, done that. Just glad you didn’t have a gun under your pillow.”
or the one where cas went to the empty and got brought back human, but the confession never happened before he got taken
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Dean is showing Cassie one of his favorite movies while they eat takeout, but gets distracted by something much greater than a movie, Cassie.
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- Part 3 of Happy Hollandween
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Dean's not the type to do a real romantic Valentine's dinner, and Cassie's not the type to set up a Valentine's dinner for someone who can skip town and leave at the drop of a dime. And yet, Dean has a bouquet of flowers and Cassie has a dinner for two. They can't seem to stop breaking their personal rules for each other.
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After a brutal hunt, Dean returns to the bunker, ready to sleep for a week - only to find Cas asleep in his bed. Huh. Well, Dean is tired and exhausted and there's still space in the bed - and whatever happens, Dean can deal with it after a few hours of sleep. But maybe being this close brings new revelations for both men?
(And Sam is going insane, because he tries to help but nobody really listens).

