It was barely light out. Cas shivered and squinted miserably at the alarm clock. He was cold and tired and facing a double shift and he’d been dreaming of New York, of angry voices and unreasonable demands.
Cas felt Dean’s toes slip under his sweat pants and rub lightly at his foot. Dean pushed against his back, snaked an arm around him to rub
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Something I've always felt about this 'verse is that it all comes together so neatly, it seems like you must have been planning these stories out from the beginning. It all just really, really works.
I hope that means you'll keep writing these for a long time.
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And I definitely am working on more stories...got them in production already. So hopefully you'll enjoy! <3
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These guys! I miss them so much when they're not here--thank you so much for these stories!
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And I'm feeling a bit better, thank you! :D
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