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I t ’ s s u c h a s h a m e f o r u s t o p a r t .
In your eyes it has offensive features. I admit it, I know it; but who will clean it up? Or to whom shall I cry other than you? ‘Cleanse me from my secret faults.’
11:55 PM
Castiel leaned against the wall, watching as Dean laughed at something Lisa Braeden said.
He was stupid to think that this would finally be the night Dean would ask him out. They had been friends for almost ten years and nothing had happened, so why would it now?
He took a sip of the punch and made a face. Spiked of course. He sat the cup down on a nearby table and leaned into the corner.
11:57 PM
Everyone was starting to settle down and find their loved ones. Castiel pressed himself further into the wall.
He didn’t want anyone to see that he was alone, too hung up on Dean Winchester to find anyone else.
11:59 PM
He needed to get out of the room. He didn’t want to see Dean kiss her.
3…
An arm wrapped around his waist and pulled him in.
2…
Gentle fingers pulled his chin up.
“1.”
He was being kissed. His first kiss was being stolen from him. He reared back, ready lay the guy out, but froze.
It was Dean smiling down at him, Dean’s arms around him, Dean’s mouth that he could still taste.
“Happy New Year, Cas”
Cas: I’m sorry, Dean. I don’t have the same faith in you that Sam does.
