"cas, please don't do that again. you need to eat, and you need to shower, and you need to sleep."
"i know." his voice was soft and scratchy, and it was the second time dean heard it that night.
"promise me you won't do that again."
dean unloaded the dryer, holding the thick black blankets in his arms. cas held the thin white ones. "okay."
"no, don't give me that bullshit." dean snapped, now angry. "it's been three weeks. three fucking weeks, cas. with no word from you." cas refused to meet his gaze, and instead looked at the ground. "no call, no text. i was terrified, cas."
cas looked up at him with hooded eyes, now burning with tears.
"i was fucking terrified, i–" he paused, taking in a breath. "i don't even know what happened, i thought you were–" he sniffed, wiping a tear from his cheek.
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flower || destiel
Fanfiction"who are you?" "castiel. who are you?" -purposely lowercase [completed]
