[ Sometimes, when wave after wave after wave slaps against you, it's easier to just... give in to erosion. It's only natural to be washed away, bit by bit.
Until one day, blissfully, nothing remains, nothing at all.
He hangs on to his defiance for a moment, to a straight spine and a raised chin that he almost looks righteous and holy again, even in the face of the oncoming storm that is a pissed off, annoyed Dean who levels his frustration at the ever-present source of many of his woes.
it doesn't last, of course. The moment Dean takes a potshot at Cas' "trips" is the moment something shuts down in him. It's a visible change. His shoulders slump, his posture relaxes. The sharpness goes out of his eyes, and something just... dims right there. His lips twitch into that trademark humourless smile, and Cas ducks his head. ]
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Until one day, blissfully, nothing remains, nothing at all.
He hangs on to his defiance for a moment, to a straight spine and a raised chin that he almost looks righteous and holy again, even in the face of the oncoming storm that is a pissed off, annoyed Dean who levels his frustration at the ever-present source of many of his woes.
it doesn't last, of course. The moment Dean takes a potshot at Cas' "trips" is the moment something shuts down in him. It's a visible change. His shoulders slump, his posture relaxes. The sharpness goes out of his eyes, and something just... dims right there. His lips twitch into that trademark humourless smile, and Cas ducks his head. ]
Yeah. Sure.
[ Cas gestures, and moves. Follows.
Falls in line. Good soldiers march onwards. ]
After you, my uh... fearless leader.