For Dean

Jul. 12th, 2014 11:10 pm
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"I still think that given the chance for a re-match, I would have won," Castiel points out, leaning his head out the window just a bit to let the blessedly cool night air hit his face. They'd decided to take the car, as none of the activities that Castiel had planned would benefit from Dean being either nauseated or constipated and it is a very nice night, besides. It is cooler than they've had recently and it will rain sometime in the next few days. As much as he misses the vivid sensations that humanity lends, he does not miss sweating. It is highly unpleasant.

"That Jersey Devil could have easily been a large bird for as hysterical as people get over urban legends and technically it only skirted the perimeter of the property. It certainly did not feel like a Jersey Devil, anyway, despite my inaccuracy.

The house itself, however, had been proven by and large clean of the supernatural and was well loved by generations of families. Castiel would very much like to have such a home with Dean, although he is doing his best not to push. Dean Winchester, for all that he gives and gives to Castiel, is not one to be pushed.

Date: 2014-07-13 06:20 pm (UTC)
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"I hunted one here a while back," Dean allows, one arm hanging out the window to feel the wind whip through his fingers. "That makes two, and two more than you've ever hunted."

If Dean sounds apologetic about winning the wager, he sure doesn't look it, grinning at Castiel over the seat. "I'm just more experienced."

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