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First GlanceFirst Glance2 years ago in Romance
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Meg was being infuriating, and Castiel couldn't stand it a second longer. With an agitated huff, he rose from the table, not even bothering to excuse himself. He just needed to get out of Meg's presence; the woman was like a deadly toxin, and Castiel could only just barely handle her in small doses.
He strolled out onto the deck, inhaling a gulp of salty clean air, thankful for the sense of calm it brought. Meg wouldn't follow him out here. For some reason, she hated the smell of the sea and refused to set foot outside their chambers unless it was absolutely necessary. Castiel, however, loved the ocean; he smiled softly as a gentle breeze trickled through his raven hair.
On the deck below, Dean was currently hard at work, sketching charcoal smears that began to take the shape of a man holding his daughter up on the rails of the ship. Dean's eyes crinkled as he smiled, watching the father point out the rudders and waves to his little girl. Dean smudged the edges around his sketch of the
You Jump I JumpYou Jump I Jump2 years ago in Romance
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It's not the clattering footsteps that disturb Dean's gazing at the starry night sky. It's the sobs.
Dean sits up sharply, the trailing end of his cigarette still smoking softly, his ears straining to listen over the roar of the engines and midnight air for weeping.
There it is again.
Dean frowns, listening to the fresh cries in concern; it was an odd sound to be snapped out of a reverie to, but it wasn't just the sobbing
it was that the sobs were distinctly male.
Castiel had rushed out of the dinner party, feeling stifled and oppressed by the heady scent of Meg's perfume, a reminder of how utterly entrapped he was. Castiel was a firm believer in love, life, and beauty, but at this moment, he couldn't feel more unloved or ugly. The band on his finger was a firm reminder of his dutyhis duty to protect his mother, to protect his name, and to save whatever dignity their family had left. Megan Masters, the daughter of the richest steel tycoon in America and heir to a for