Just a bit of mushy Destiel ;)
You're falling for him. You're falling for him. He's one of them. One of God's perfect creations. And he is, he's perfect. He has so many human flaws that you can't find a single fault with him. Of course you tried to love humans as much as God – more than God. And you did – in theory. Now you do in practice. And it wasn't even a conscious decision. Something inside of you, some emotion inside of you made you feel. And now you're falling for him. You're falling for him.
You think you're falling for his eyes. His grass-emerald-viridian-jade-ever-green eyes. And for his smile. The way it sparkles, making everything alright, even if just for a moment. After all, how can anything be wrong when Dean Winchester is smiling? There you are, you've said it. His name. Dean. You love the way it rolls of your tongue, sending shivers down your spine and turning your legs to jelly. And, if this is what emotion feels like, then you figure you don't mind falling for him. Falling for him.
But it's not just his eyes, or his smile. It's the way he laughs like nobody's watching. It's the way he cries when he thinks nobody's watching. It's the way he prays when he hopes nobody's watching. It's not even just that you're falling for. It's th4e supposedly 'mundane' things too. It's the way he walks, he talks he fights. It's the way he breathes, his heart beats, he cares for Sam. It's the way he pulls the trigger, stabs the knife, and saves another life. It's the way he flips off his so-called 'fate' and stands up for what he believes in, for who he loves. It's the way he counts you as a part of that ever-dwindling list. That's why you're falling for him. Falling for him.
You're falling.
You're falling.
And then you hit the ground.
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