astrasperas:

Hey, Cas.

“Yes?”

I care for you so fucking much, you know that, right?

I care so fucking much for you.

Cas laughs the loudest laugh, hands pressed against his face like he’s trying to keep the happiness from escaping into the open where it could dissipate into the air. He heaves oxygen into his lungs as ferociously as he would during times when his body struggles for more of it—only instead of fear, there are stars in his eyes.

“I know. Come home soon.”

At four o’clock in the morning, Dean pulls up on the driveway and rides the elevator to Cas’ floor. He walks to 340 and steps onto the footprints on the welcome mat.

At four o’clock in the morning, the door opens, and Cas smiles a true smile, and says hey.

At four o’clock in the morning, Dean embraces Cas and Cas embraces back, dried leaves and small pieces of bark pressed between each other’s chests.

At four o’clock in the morning, Cas says thank you.

At four o’clock in the morning, Dean kisses the top of Cas’ head and says you’re welcome.

At four o’clock in the morning,

At four o’clock in the morning,

At four o’clock in the morning.

- Breathe Lightly (DCBB 2014, November 18)