It's like a switch is flipped. Literally. Everything about him seems different. Two seconds ago he was mindless, dangerous, and now... Now he's just Cas.
"What the fuck's goin' on?" I ask, and maybe it's stupid, but I crawl toward him, because I know him, I trust him, and it's hard for me to fathom ever really being afraid of him.
Still, I don't just launch myself at him for a fuckin' hug and an apology. I go cautiously, watching for any indication of that caged-animal look in his eyes.
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Date: 2014-04-18 03:27 am (UTC)"What the fuck's goin' on?" I ask, and maybe it's stupid, but I crawl toward him, because I know him, I trust him, and it's hard for me to fathom ever really being afraid of him.
Still, I don't just launch myself at him for a fuckin' hug and an apology. I go cautiously, watching for any indication of that caged-animal look in his eyes.