“You took all the broken pieces I’ve been carrying around and you put them back together again, Cas. I don’t know how you did it, but everything is better here. It doesn’t hurt to breathe.” Dean shudders against him and kisses him again. “It’s just us out here and I’m not lonely. I don’t need to keep moving and doing and hunting the bastards who killed my mum. I can just exist for once. Do you got any idea how much freedom you’ve given me? Christ, Cas – you’ve got no idea how much I need you.”

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