Do it quietly then. x.com/SOLDIEROFGRACE…

/ The angst. I'm living for this. ℭ𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔢𝔩

You're right. I would. x.com/SOLDIEROFGRACE…

Been there. Done that. x.com/SOLDIEROFGRACE…

Well.. I've done some pretty wild things. But yeah. There's a few. x.com/SOLDIEROFGRACE…

You make me out to be some sort of man-whore, Cas. x.com/SOLDIEROFGRACE…

Then I guess I'm going to hell. Again. x.com/SOLDIEROFGRACE…

How many times would you save me before you grew tired of my ass? x.com/SOLDIEROFGRACE…

Why? You and Sam can live happily ever after if you leave me down there. x.com/SOLDIEROFGRACE…

And there isn't any other Angel I'd rather have save me. x.com/SOLDIEROFGRACE…

Is drifting off to sleep, but keeps having nightmares. If only ℭ𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔢𝔩 was able to soothe him into a relaxed slumber.

; 𝑫𝑬𝑨𝑵. M i n e.

; 𝑫𝑬𝑨𝑵. “I love you too, you idiot.” He cracked up a bit, gently snickering before he settled back against the man. He /knows/, but he won’t make Dean say it— not when he’s half asleep. “Goodnight, Dean.”

When ; 𝑫𝑬𝑨𝑵. hits on him in front of Sam—;