#flawedsoldier

[sammyontheside-archive]

“If I'd wanted you dead five minutes ago, you'd have died five minutes ago.”

Starter Sentences

"So if you're not gonna kill me, what d'you want then?" 

[sonuva--bitch]

"Don't go where I can't follow."

They’re in bed, post excitement.

Castiel has a knack for getting sentimental afterward, and while Dean’s never been too opposed to the sweet nothings his angel whispers in his ear, he’s always been careful to make it seem that way. He figures Cas can read between the lines.

They’re facing each other. Dean’s arms draw Cas in by his pale waist, and their legs are intertwined further down. Dean’s tracing his fingertips up and down Castiel’s spine, eyes closed - he’s drifting on the verge of sleep when Cas speaks.

It’s a heartfelt sentence, but Dean is a masculine entity, and he can’t seem wavered by it. He smiles, but it’s dark, and he almost hopes Cas doesn’t notice. He hums low, and buries his nose in Castiel’s mop of ashen hair.

                            ❝ Go to sleep. ❞ 

[wyncestre]

+3  In The Impala

"Can I help you?"