Dean is lying still, eye closed and breathing deeply, feigning unconsciousness. It's avoidance, but they let him get away with it, for now. The blood from the cuts on his face is vivid against his skin. Blood and cuts that Castiel put there with his fists earlier, in the alley. He had been taken over by a force so strong, hot and burning in his chest, that it had made him lose any remnants of detachment he hoped he still had. And God help him, it had felt good, even for an instant, to hit Dean again and again.
Wrath, a little voice keeps whispering, look how far you've fallen.
Castiel's hands don't even hurt or show any marks and he wonders if he would feel better if they were. He's tempted to heal the cuts on Dean's skin, too, fix him with the brush of a finger so he's unmarred, perfect, like when Castiel raised him from perdition.
But this insufferable, infuriating man needs to understand the lesson, the despair that made Castiel do this. He has learned that actions are way more effective than words with the Winchesters; Castiel knows he should regret what he did, but he doesn't. Dean is now handcuffed to the bed in the panic room and Castiel insists to a hovering Sam that he's got everything under control until he leaves them alone.
Castiel uses a damp washcloth to clean Dean's injuries, making his touch as soft as he can in the only apology he can give.
***
I see I am not the only one who chose the aftermath of the beating scene for some H/C! ;) (it called for it!)
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SPN, Dean and Castiel, H/C, Gen
Date: 2010-04-19 03:24 pm (UTC)Wrath, a little voice keeps whispering, look how far you've fallen.
Castiel's hands don't even hurt or show any marks and he wonders if he would feel better if they were. He's tempted to heal the cuts on Dean's skin, too, fix him with the brush of a finger so he's unmarred, perfect, like when Castiel raised him from perdition.
But this insufferable, infuriating man needs to understand the lesson, the despair that made Castiel do this. He has learned that actions are way more effective than words with the Winchesters; Castiel knows he should regret what he did, but he doesn't. Dean is now handcuffed to the bed in the panic room and Castiel insists to a hovering Sam that he's got everything under control until he leaves them alone.
Castiel uses a damp washcloth to clean Dean's injuries, making his touch as soft as he can in the only apology he can give.
***
I see I am not the only one who chose the aftermath of the beating scene for some H/C! ;) (it called for it!)
sorry this turned out gen. wtf, muse??? *hands*