holding your hand in mine
@spnprideweek day 2: mlm/pride
The hunt had been weird already, a bunch of shapeshifters taking advantage of the chaos that was Pride to wreak some havoc. It had been a hassle, finding and stopping them, but they’d done it, they’d finished up and Dean was ready to get back in the car and drive home. Sam and Cas had other plans.
“Come on man, we’ve never actually been to a Pride Parade.” Sam was pleading, and Cas nodded, looking at the colours in the distance with something like a wistful look on his face. He wasn’t saying it, but he wanted to stay too. Dean didn’t. It wasn’t as if he had a problem with Pride, it was just that he was tired. This hunt had been exhausting, and Dean wasn’t exactly in top form anymore. He was getting old, even if he’d never admit that out loud.
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