Practicing with Rukia fills up much of Dean's time these days, and he's happy to let it, eager to learn in a way he hasn't been in a long time. For once, the fight is new again, doors of possibility opening up on every side of him. It's heady, and it's hard to quit.
When Dean finally lets himself into the apartment, Castiel is seated at the table, no sign that he's made any headway on dinner despite the hour. "Hey," says Dean with a guilty smile, leaning down to press a quick kiss to the tense line of Castiel's throat. "Whatcha doing?"
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Date: 2014-05-19 11:14 pm (UTC)Practicing with Rukia fills up much of Dean's time these days, and he's happy to let it, eager to learn in a way he hasn't been in a long time. For once, the fight is new again, doors of possibility opening up on every side of him. It's heady, and it's hard to quit.
When Dean finally lets himself into the apartment, Castiel is seated at the table, no sign that he's made any headway on dinner despite the hour. "Hey," says Dean with a guilty smile, leaning down to press a quick kiss to the tense line of Castiel's throat. "Whatcha doing?"