[he didn't think Castiel would know, but he's been so raw in his answers that the i don't know strikes him, a match lit in darkness. a stranger excuses themselves alongside the two of them and brings both new and old smells toward him. beneath their layers, they bring a new, familiar smell forward.
he knows who he's been with. he takes a quiet moment, the inhale hardly noticeable, as he traces the memory back. Dean. in the labyrinth, taking his kit. in the Kwik-Trip, with the mustang plush; cleaner, but still encased in leather and oil. human.]
no subject
he knows who he's been with. he takes a quiet moment, the inhale hardly noticeable, as he traces the memory back. Dean. in the labyrinth, taking his kit. in the Kwik-Trip, with the mustang plush; cleaner, but still encased in leather and oil. human.]
Where did your mind take you just now?