Imagine John noticing the feelings you and Dean have for each other but donāt dare admit and making comments about them to help set you two up.
āDean I- I really think I shouldnāt-ā
āDonāt.ā his voice was deep and gruff, more laced with emotion than a couple hours ago but you could understand just why. There was a hint of grief and sadness there, pain even, because he deep down was only waiting for the clock to count down to the moment he had to watch his father leave again. āJust donāt. Donāt you finish that sentence.ā
He knew what was in your mind ever since the issue of the dinner came up. You didnāt have to speak up, not to Dean at least, just by taking a good look at you he could read you like an open book. He knew that you felt uncomfortable, for most part around John because you had never met the man.
āIām just saying-ā your voice was small as you started again, watching him as he grabbed more plates for he table. You hated to insist, especially during such a moment when you knew he didnāt even the emotional strength to talk back, but you just wanted him to know at the same time āThis is a family moment, probably the only one youāll get the four of you. I donāt wanna be intruding o-or taking away any of it from you.ā
āWhat the hell are you talking about?ā his voice was still deep, when his eyes met yours, you noticed how his frown had deepened significantly.
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