Castiel tried to hold back a sob as he sat there, holding his lovers dying body. He trembled as his arms wrapped themselves under his neck and around his torso, fingers clutching desperately into the fabric of the bloody shirt.
"Dean," he whimpered as he bit back another sob, "Not like this," Cas was shaking as he held Dean close, tears falling onto his face.
"Hey... Cas it's gonna be okay," Dean coughed, blood dripping from the side of his mouth, "An ambulance will be here soon I swear," He coughed again and his body started shaking.
Castiel finally gave in and let a sob wrack through his body. If only I wasn't a human. He thought. If I were still an angel I could heal him with my grace.
Dean coughed again, more blood spilling and both of their eyes welled up with tears. Dean reached up a timid hand with the last of his energy and placed a hand gently on Castiel's cheek.
"I love you Castiel. I always will. I'll be here for you and with you no matter what," He smiled faintly and closed his eyes as Castiel leaned into Dean's calloused hand. He pulled his hand back down and his breathing became ragged.
"I love you too Dean. Always and forever," tears cascaded down his cheeks and onto the bloody shirt as Dean took his final breath, Castiel's hands still holding the limp, lifeless body.
Castiel stood up and dropped the body harshly, pulling a phone out of his pocket, dialing a number and sighing as he holds it to his ear.
"Christ Balthazar, you should have killed him months earlier. Being in a fake relationship for that long is exhausting," He hung up and shoved the phone back into his pocket. He walked away, whistling and smirking at his accomplishment. Dean Winchester was finally dead.
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De TodoThese are (Mostly) all unrelated and I just kinda write when I'm angry. So that's what this is for, channeling anger into weird little fics. Yup, so if you read it, I hope you enjoy!
