Sam's hand tightens on Castiel's, not letting go. Because, yes. There's a part of Sam that has wanted Castiel to want him for years now. Maybe since the first time they had met and Castiel had pronounced him "The Boy with the Demon Blood".
Sam broke eye contact, lifting his head to press a kiss to Castiel's forehead. "You are my friend, Cas. I care about you and I want you to be safe, first and foremost."
Couldn't look Castiel in the eyes because he might see just how damaged Sam was, how broken bits of him still were. "We'll deal with your needs, help you find a safe way to deal with them. After that...we'll see."
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Date: 2014-07-28 11:28 pm (UTC)Sam broke eye contact, lifting his head to press a kiss to Castiel's forehead. "You are my friend, Cas. I care about you and I want you to be safe, first and foremost."
Couldn't look Castiel in the eyes because he might see just how damaged Sam was, how broken bits of him still were. "We'll deal with your needs, help you find a safe way to deal with them. After that...we'll see."