[ it's so strange thinking back to that time. another universe, twice removed from this one. the world was falling to pieces, but it still feels simpler than the complicated space he inhabits now. like looking back on a childhood, everything he remembers is filtered through the pink-tinted lens of nostalgia. and grief. for all his potential. his hopes, and his dreams. ]
I was cut off from Heaven. I wasn't happy about it, either. But Dean and I became friends anyway.
[ castiel twists the stem of the glass between his fingers. when jack sips his drink, he catches sight of the expression he makes. he must have a sense of taste, he thinks. ]
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[ it's so strange thinking back to that time. another universe, twice removed from this one. the world was falling to pieces, but it still feels simpler than the complicated space he inhabits now. like looking back on a childhood, everything he remembers is filtered through the pink-tinted lens of nostalgia. and grief. for all his potential. his hopes, and his dreams. ]
I was cut off from Heaven. I wasn't happy about it, either. But Dean and I became friends anyway.
[ castiel twists the stem of the glass between his fingers. when jack sips his drink, he catches sight of the expression he makes. he must have a sense of taste, he thinks. ]
I wanted... I wanted him to like me.