Fall Before You Fly... •A Destiel Fanfiction.
- LETTURE 81
- Voti 1
- Parti 5
"In this little number we are graced by two displays of character.
We've got the gunslinger extraordinaire.
Walking contradiction.
And I, for one, can see no blood from the hearts and the wrists you allegedly slit.
And I, for one, can't stand for this.
If this scene were a parish, you'd all be condemned."
When a night that was steering towards the end of all nights came rushing forward, Castiel and Dean Winchester made a promise to one another, "Promise me that you'll live, and that we'll see one another again - whether in life, whether in death, whether in Heaven and whether in hell, just promise me. You don't even have to mean it." Dean said, for the first time in a while, fear and sadness washed over him. He needed closure, no matter how far he had to travel to get it. It just so happens that at this moment in time, the love of his life was standing right in front of him...and he wouldn't even get a chance to confess. "Dean..." Castiel said, feeling unsure, "We can get through this, just like we always do, we can. I believe we can, I have faith-" Dean abruptly cut him off, sassily, "Cut the crap, Cas. I don't believe and I don't have faith. Did you ever stop to register that we might NOT make it out alive this time? Promise me. Make me feel proud, make me feel safe." Castiel thought hard about the promise that he was going to make to Dean Winchester, he really wanted to tell Dean how he really felt, but instead, he sealed the promise.
"I promise, Dean. I promise that I will fight-" Dean coughed rather rudely, cutting the angel off once again, "Yeah, Cas. You do that, please for me, but if it ever gets unbearable, you stop fighting and just remember that I needed you and that you helped more than you know. I'm gonna need you to do that, Angel." He opened his arms wide for a hug and Castiel nodded, "Thank you, Cas..."
Castiel and Dean did something that no one thought they would do, but one's indenial, and the other head-over-heels, but who, and why?
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