Jul 6, 2021
for misha: the first kiss lands to mishas nose, the next to his lips. both hands pressed to his chest, deans on his tiptoes, "did you predict hurricane dean?"
unprompted <3
@graceimbrued
Misha laughs, wrapping his arms around the hunter lovingly, giving him a squeeze and moving to kneel down before him so he can look up into his eyes instead of the rather painful look down. He returns the kisses, over Dean's face, down his chin and jawline.
"You're a lil harder to predict, cher. I couldn't of predicted you if I tried."