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eight months later

Dean: hey cas :)

Cas: hi dean

Dean: so .. i was thinking, wanna ft again?

Cas: no

Dean: aw, why not ?

  Castiel's breath hitched. He couldn't see Dean again face to face. It killed him every time. Why does he keep looking at him with those beautiful eyes? It was like he knew it made his heart race and hands sweat. He wanted to avoid it.

Cas: because i dont want to

Dean: oh

Dean is typing...

  The typing symbol disappears. Cas waits a bit. Nothing from Dean.

Cas: well,

Cas: uh i gtg, bye dean

   A minute goes by.

Dean: bye

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