"dean , dean were are you?"
i heard the gentle strumming of a guitar. as far as i knew neither of the Winchesters knew how too play an instrument. i cautiously peered around the the door which was slightly cracked open. the sight that met my eyes was admittedly ... shocking.
it was dean, my dean , dean Winchester ex- Michael sword, dean, yes that dean.
and there he was playing the guitar, eyes closed , hands flying over strings. i held in a gasp as the tempo and intensity grew.
then there were the lyrics, which were more revealing than shocking.
i love you
i love you
dear castiel
my dear castiel
please believe i love you
with all my heart i do
please believe me when i say
i ...love...you
he looked up at me, apple green eyes, peering into my grace, "cas.. i umm... well.. h-h-ow much did you hear?" i felt a smile pulling at my lips. "dean i heard all of it and it was beautiful" a gentle blush spread across his cheeks and what of his chest was exposed. "cas if you dont." i edged my way forward and silenced him with my lips. "dean i will love you always." his green eyes grew lage and for the first time since hell i saw his soul light up with emotion, fear, pain, anxiety, but above all joy , beautiful joy the purest form of it i had every seen. "i love you too." our lips connected and moved against each other. his were so warm and soft i felt as if i were melting. we parted and dean took a breath o say something
"always"