《Letterman Jacket»Destiel》*13*
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Dean POV:
I trust Cas so much and I keep falling for him more and more.
Him answering the phone when I called.
Him showing up minutes later.
Him not pressuring me to talk about what happened.
He's perfect and I feel I don't deserve him.
I woke up to having my head laying on his chest and him having his arms around my shoulders. I got up and started kissing him. Soon he woke up smiling. It was beautiful.
He pulled me back down and we just laid there for awhile listening to each other breathing. sharing light kisses. running our finger over each others bodies. It was better than I ever imagined waking up with him would be like.
His blue eyes brighter in the morning. His even more chapped lips look rough but soft at the same time. Him giggling when I would rub my nose with his. Better than I imagined.
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