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beasts of burden

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dean dragging cas out of the empty months later and trying to just play it cool and not acknowledge anything but cas is standing there covered in empty goop and his phone keeps going off with incoming texts dean sent him while he was gone. cas is staring at a text that says “of course i do too. come back one more time so i can finally tell you” and dean is like “ok buddy great to have you back! what do you want for dinner?” and the phone just keeps spitting out voicemails and the little red unread texts number hits triple digits and dean is sweating and then he just books it outta there

He’d never escape, not really. Too much monster blood in him. He’d left the den, but his breeding betrayed him. And he knew why he was pitiful. it wasn’t because he had to pay for his school or because he had to work for a living. It was because he was trying to be something he could never be. The sham was pitiful.