Evening Light
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Complete Mon, Sep 27, 202113m
They sat in companionable silence, watching the sunset, but really Dean was just watching Cas.
"Why do you keep looking at me and not the horizon?" Cas questioned after he had caught Dean staring for approximately the fifth time.
"Sorry, you're just..." Dean paused, contemplating his words, "You're distracting. I've never seen you look so happy."
They made eye contact as the moment settled around them. Dean was hyper-aware of Cas' gaze searching every inch of his face, but he didn't dare turn away.
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Cas has never had a birthday gift, but Dean is going to change that by giving him a classic convertible that he had restored just for Cas.
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