“Hello, Dean.”
“Hi, Cas. I just came back. I’m fucking beat, man.”
“That’s too bad, I was just going to ask if you’d like to join me…?”
“Well, I’m never too tired for that.”
And to think without me this wouldn’t be a reality. Took ‘em long enough to get over being little pansies and take the plunge. -grins-
“Some pretty boy angels share profound bonds with bow-legged hunters with daddy issues, because their asexuality doesn’t mean they can’t love. GET OVER IT.” [x]

From “Little Beast” by Richard Siken
Oh this just screams Castiel thinking of Dean-o to me.

“When you love someone, you open yourself up to suffering. That’s the sad truth. Maybe they’ll break your heart, maybe you’ll break their heart and never be able to look at yourself in the same way. Those are the risks. The thought of losing so much control over personal happiness is unbearable. That’s the burden. Like wings, they have weight, we feel that weight on our backs, but they are a burden that lifts us. Burdens that allow us to fly.”