Title: If We Never Said Anything Ever
TV Show: Supernatural
Pairing: Destiel
There is nothing but shared glances between them.
They think that they can see right through each other, but they can't.
Love blooming is just in their imagination; it's what they want, but cannot have.
They are so close, yet, so far.
They crave to reach out and touch each other, but it's wrong.
The two have never said anything about it.
The feeling is tangible and thick—full of weight, full of pain.
Beside one another, they sit, trying to hold back their desperate urge to speak.
'Don't say anything. Don't say anything ever.' They both think.
But the hunter thinks, 'His lips are so soft-looking, and he's so good to my brother and I.'
And the angel thinks, 'He has the most beautiful soul, and is worthy of Heaven. I cannot taint him.'
Their arms brush and awkwardly, they both let out a moan of pleasure, enjoying even the slightest contact.
'Speak. Someone… speak.' They both thought, hoping that the silence between them would be broken.
They are all alone in this room with no one to hear.
'Don't say anything ever.' The angel thought, holding himself back.
Nobody is here to hear the noise.
'Don't say anything ever.' The hunter thought, doing the same.
'Don't look.' They thought at once.
The temptation was too great.
They glanced at each other one more time and lost it.
They couldn't look away, the hunter and the angel.
Neither was sure who pounced first, but it didn't matter.
Technically, they didn't say anything at all, so they didn't break the rule they had made up in their hearts.
END