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godless_son ([personal profile] godless_son) wrote2014-07-23 08:57 pm

For Neil

Castiel ought to have called first, he realizes as he lands outside of Neil's house. It is somewhat late, the girls are likely in bed and he could very well be interrupting the entire household.

Perhaps Neil is used to it by now.

He knocks rather than simply flying in, at least one lesson learned.

He needs council, he needs simply to tell someone what has occurred and to see if what he thinks he understands is anywhere close to correct.
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[personal profile] likeaplanet 2014-08-01 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
"It's fine, man. Mike's upstairs with the girls," I say, jerking a nod toward the stairs as I shut the door behind him.

"Sit down. You wanna a drink or somethin'?"
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[personal profile] likeaplanet 2014-08-03 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm halfway into the living room when I freeze, mid-step, because I wasn't really expecting that.

"Whoa, wait a minute, what?" I say, grinning crookedly, 'cause I'd kind of assumed Dean would never get his shit together enough for something like that. Which is kind of awful, and probably makes me a bad friend or whatever, but he's just been so fucked up since he got here.
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[personal profile] likeaplanet 2014-08-07 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Jesus Christ," I say, the smile dropping off my face as I come over and sink down onto the couch next to him.

"So wait, was it a spur of the moment thing, or did he plan it?"
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[personal profile] likeaplanet 2014-08-07 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Man, I kinda doubt he'd have brought it up outta fuckin' obligation," I point out, trying to imagine what a fuckin' disaster that entire conversation was.

Marry me for the tax breaks? Jesus fuckin' Christ.

"He loves you, he's just... You know him, man. I mean, I love the guy, but he's a fuckin' disaster."
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[personal profile] likeaplanet 2014-08-12 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
"When Logan asked me, we were playin' pool in the common room."

I know he doesn't remember all that much about the island, but he might be able to remember the Compound. It wasn't exactly romantic.

"We didn't know what the fuck we were doin'. It wasn't sacred. It was like... Well, we're already living together, we might as well do this next."

It wasn't all bad. But in the end, there wasn't a whole lot of good in the decision, either.

"But sometimes it is, yeah. Me and Mike are in this for good. You and Dean... It seems like it's the same, for you."
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[personal profile] likeaplanet 2014-08-14 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"So, tell him all that, and don't let him get all fuckin' weird about it," I say, "Even if it isn't right away, you can start talking about it."

Stretching out on the couch, I cross my ankles across his lap, mostly because I can.

"You better make me best man, though. Otherwise, I'm gonna be pissed."
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[personal profile] likeaplanet 2014-08-17 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good luck findin' a lull," I snort, 'cause I keep waiting for one of those, but they're always so quick, I hardly have time to recognize that they've happened before another wave of shit comes along.

"Uh... Well, I mean, the first time, it was Mike and Tom and me... They both took me down to the beach and we talked about doin' it. All three of us decided it was what we wanted. And here, we just kinda decided to, 'cause we weren't even sure if the marriage we had on the island was legal. Went down to the courthouse without much fuss, on a weekday."