he hates it. he HATES that castiel can feel things that other’s cannot. hates that he can sense something is off despite his best efforts to keep emotions under lock and key. HATES that he’s right. with every kill he makes, with every time he answers to the mark —— that .. thing that he was before, he feels it stir beneath the surface, threatening to break though once again; poison continuing to course through his veins.
❝ —— i don’t want to become that thing again, cas. ❞
castiel was more in tune with dean’s feelings than his own. he held the human on a pedestal, he would do anything for him. but his feelings were impure, &. he knew he could never burden dean with his feelings. he had enough of his own problems. so castiel was the sun, &. dean was the moon ; he would kill himself every night so dean could breathe. he would do anything to keep dean breathing.
❛ — i will always be here for you, &. i will do anything in my power to protect you. anything.