Not the angst-y fanfic I was talking about. My finger slipped. Oops. Don't own nuthin'.
The Morningstar was the brightest angel. He was the kindest, the most loved. Castiel knew that.
Samael loved his little blue-eyed brother. He'd taught him to fly. Castiel knew that.
The Serpent didn't want his baby brother to be blamed when the dark-feathered fledgling caused Noah's flood. He had taken the blame. Castiel knew that.
The Traitor thought Castiel hated him for rebelling. Castiel knew that.
The Devil didn't remember him anymore. Castiel knew that.
Lucifer didn't remember his love for his little brother.
Didn't remember their wings pressed together, their laughter.
He forgot his brother's bright blue eyes.
His loving gaze.
Forgot the soft words.
Castiel knew that, and it was killing him.