MMoM Day 3: Daylight, Supernatural
May. 3rd, 2009 12:13 amTitle: Daylight
Author: Claire
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean/Castiel
Rating: PG
Summary: No words are spoken
Notes: Kinda future fic. Written for
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Although he thinks about it (along with green eyes and a touch that has never danced across his skin), Castiel doesn't fall when it's finally over. When the battlefields are clear and Lucifer is cast back to the Pit, and light of the Host is illuminating the blood across the ground, he stands before Dean.
No words are spoken; there are none to be said. Dean will not ask the question burning in his throat.
Stay.
And Castiel will not give the only answer he can.
Yes.
His brethren are pulling back, called home by their Father, a soft whisper across Castiel's mind until he is the only one left.
"Cas--" Dean's voice is ragged, broken in a way it should never be. "Oh god, Cas--" The rest of the words are cut off, swallowed by Castiel's lips over Dean's.
They haven't done this before. Even when the battles were at their worst and the dawns seemed so far away they still didn't allow themselves each other. Because Castiel knows that if he had reached out and touched Dean then he would never be able to bring himself to leave.
Dean is want and desire and sin and blasphemy pulsing hot in Castiel's hands. He is faithlessness and hope and glorious perfection. He is-- Dean.
Their hands are moving under clothes, over skin; mapping each other by touch alone. His Father is allowing this, is allowing Castiel this need, even as the Host's song burns brighter within him. And he is grateful, prayer of thanks sent Heavenward for his Father's ears alone.
He's grateful because, as much as Castiel needs this, Dean needs it more. He needs to know that the reason Castiel didn't touch was never that Dean wasn't good enough.
Castiel knows Dean will use this to see him through the nights. Knows Dean will lay in a thousand beds in a thousand motels in a thousand towns and think of Castiel's hands on him. He will lie back and close his eyes and imagine Castiel's touch instead of his own.
And Castiel will feel it, want and need and Dean echoing through him. His hand reaches out, fingers wrapping around Dean's shoulder, fitting perfectly to the mark already there, solid and real and branding Castiel's name into Dean's body. He will feel it because Dean is his, Castiel's grace coupled to Dean's soul in a way that even Heaven cannot, will not, tear asunder.
And as Castiel leaves earth, he leaves Dean with four words whispering across his skin. They're a prayer and a promise, a vow to carry them both through the coming years.
I will be waiting.
Author: Claire
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean/Castiel
Rating: PG
Summary: No words are spoken
Notes: Kinda future fic. Written for
Although he thinks about it (along with green eyes and a touch that has never danced across his skin), Castiel doesn't fall when it's finally over. When the battlefields are clear and Lucifer is cast back to the Pit, and light of the Host is illuminating the blood across the ground, he stands before Dean.
No words are spoken; there are none to be said. Dean will not ask the question burning in his throat.
Stay.
And Castiel will not give the only answer he can.
Yes.
His brethren are pulling back, called home by their Father, a soft whisper across Castiel's mind until he is the only one left.
"Cas--" Dean's voice is ragged, broken in a way it should never be. "Oh god, Cas--" The rest of the words are cut off, swallowed by Castiel's lips over Dean's.
They haven't done this before. Even when the battles were at their worst and the dawns seemed so far away they still didn't allow themselves each other. Because Castiel knows that if he had reached out and touched Dean then he would never be able to bring himself to leave.
Dean is want and desire and sin and blasphemy pulsing hot in Castiel's hands. He is faithlessness and hope and glorious perfection. He is-- Dean.
Their hands are moving under clothes, over skin; mapping each other by touch alone. His Father is allowing this, is allowing Castiel this need, even as the Host's song burns brighter within him. And he is grateful, prayer of thanks sent Heavenward for his Father's ears alone.
He's grateful because, as much as Castiel needs this, Dean needs it more. He needs to know that the reason Castiel didn't touch was never that Dean wasn't good enough.
Castiel knows Dean will use this to see him through the nights. Knows Dean will lay in a thousand beds in a thousand motels in a thousand towns and think of Castiel's hands on him. He will lie back and close his eyes and imagine Castiel's touch instead of his own.
And Castiel will feel it, want and need and Dean echoing through him. His hand reaches out, fingers wrapping around Dean's shoulder, fitting perfectly to the mark already there, solid and real and branding Castiel's name into Dean's body. He will feel it because Dean is his, Castiel's grace coupled to Dean's soul in a way that even Heaven cannot, will not, tear asunder.
And as Castiel leaves earth, he leaves Dean with four words whispering across his skin. They're a prayer and a promise, a vow to carry them both through the coming years.
I will be waiting.
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Date: 2009-05-02 11:27 pm (UTC)Castiel knows Dean will use this to see him through the nights. Knows Dean will lay in a thousand beds in a thousand motels in a thousand towns and think of Castiel's hands on him. He will lie back and close his eyes and imagine Castiel's touch instead of his own.
This made me gulp because it was so painful. D:
And!
And as Castiel leaves earth, he leaves Dean with four words whispering across his skin. They're a prayer and a promise, a vow to carry them both through the coming years.
I will be waiting.
OMG, I love this so much.
Excuse me while I go whimper in a corner now. D:
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Date: 2009-05-03 12:17 am (UTC)I lover the whole piece, but especially the ending - "I will be waiting." <3
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Date: 2009-05-03 12:50 am (UTC)I will be waiting.
this was wonderful and this line, just sums up the feeling of the fic, nice job
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Date: 2009-05-03 01:12 am (UTC)Very well done.
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Date: 2009-05-03 01:16 am (UTC)Awwww, I love Cas. He's just made of awesomesauce.
*squees*
I so love MMOM!
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Date: 2009-05-03 09:47 am (UTC)This? It's breaking my heart... but there's hope in the future *pets Dean and Castiel*
Knowing how much of a stubborn bastard is Dean? Yeah, Castiel better be prepared! LOL
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Date: 2009-05-03 02:03 pm (UTC)I'm pretty damn fond of it myself ;D
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Date: 2009-05-03 02:13 pm (UTC)St. Peter would totally watch that, with a bowl of popcorn of course
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Date: 2009-05-03 04:30 pm (UTC)Lol, I hope you write this next! XD
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Date: 2009-05-21 08:19 pm (UTC)And yay! that you've enjoyed reading the stuff :D Friending is always welcome, and all the fic is unflocked and tagged :D
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Date: 2009-11-30 11:12 pm (UTC)I'm going to believe that Dean will wait too, that he won't lose his fool mind and start fooling around with other people because he thinks he'll never get into heaven or because he thinks Cas couldn't possibly want him after everything, etc etc. I have to believe Dean goes to Cas in the end!
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Date: 2010-11-11 01:22 am (UTC)The first two lines are excellent. You misused a semi colon (over skin; mapping each other by touch alone.) but I can't bitch about that too much as I am guilty of the same affront. However that's the only constructive criticism I can seem to come up with at the moment. Sorry.
The "prayer and a promise" is a really interesting juxtaposition in the last line too, since one is an asking and the other is an assertion. Lovely.
Thank you for sharing.
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