DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN SUPERNATURAL OR ANY OF ITS CHRACTERS! TITLE BASED ON A LINE FROM HOME BY EDWARD SHARPE & THE MAGNETIC ZEROS. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THEIR MUSIC OR LYRICS!
This two shot was based off of Sweater Weather by The Neighborhood. Enjoy!
I've Never Loved One Like You
I had never understood the pull to the smelly, fogged water. Or the too hot or too cold grains that would incessantly stick to your body for weeks afterward. The beach, I had always hated it. Yet, here I stand with my shoes held in my hand and my toes buried under a pile of whitish dust the color of the moon. The same moon that reflected down on all and changed everything. And I did my all for you, just like the moon. You wanted to come so I brought you. I tugged on the sleeves of my sweater nervously. It was cold so I inched my way closer to you. To see if you would get what I was doing, understand what I was saying without words, and reciprocate what I was feeling. And for those nearly immobilizing eight seconds that it took to walk over and grip your hands in mine, I prayed. I prayed righteously so, hoping that with my sincerity it would really billow up and reach His ready ears. When you gave me an encouraging smile, that it was okay, that you understood, I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. And when you whispered my name, the way that you do, I realized that just like the moon, you do your all for me too.
I smiled up at you, different than our normal shades of contentment. And you knew that I knew. We both let out an amused chuckle because we both knew how each other felt in that moment. How we were still on the ground but felt like we were floating on air. As if Cass was conjuring our spirits up to him through the clouds and into Ash's Roadhouse heaven. The feeling of our hearts stuck in our throats and nothing else around us. And when we both came down, you touched my neck. I gasped, it was a sign I knew to mean comfort. To check that the other was still here, that we were still together. Because nothing was more real than a pulse. And since you touched my neck I touched yours. Now you gasped. We both smiled because without any words we were able to finally communicate what we needed for all these years. Each other. Us. We were stronger together even though we were the other's weakness. There would be no lamenting tonight and for that, we were both grateful. To have one night free of grief. And without any words spoken between us the entire night, I held your hand in the hole of my sweater as we trudged through the powdery sand toward the Impala.