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Feb. 10th, 2009 05:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I'll totally write a ficlet or something in exchange, if that's something you're into. Just name your price. :)
Got it, thanks! Though if anyone wants to request a ficlet anyway, I'm completely blocked on everything I'm working on right now and would probably welcome the change of pace. XD Mostly writing spn / cw rpf / leverage these days.
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Date: 2009-02-11 03:04 am (UTC)i mean...please D:
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Date: 2009-02-11 04:04 am (UTC)And sometimes Castiel comes to Dean in his sleep silently, not tapping his consciousness, not taking him aside but instead standing and watching him in his most vulnerable moments. Watching his eyelids flutter as he sleeps, as dreams overtake him. Watching his fingers clutch at the thin covers, watching his breath come quicker, watching a flush rise up through his body.
Castiel struggles to understand man, to understand his motivations and desires. He struggles with questions no angel is meant to face, and wonders how frail man is able to understand them so much better.
There are questions he would ask if he dared, questions that he thinks Dean would find intrusive. Invasive. But he doesn't know any other way to discover what he needs to know.
He struggles to understand man. He struggles to understand Dean. But more than that, he struggles to understand himself.
An angel is watching over Dean, but sometimes he can't do anything about what he sees.