"I don’t want to break up," Cas says harshly into Dean’s mouth, winding his arms around Dean’s shoulders and Dean just shakes his head.
"Baby, that’s not- God." Dean leans back, just far enough that he can focus on Cas’s face. "Look at me. Hey, Cas." Cas looks terrified. Jesus- Jesus fucking Christ.
"Don’t you-" Dean tries and he chokes a little on it, because he can’t - he can’t even believe he has to say it. “Don’t you know you’re it? I’m never gonna love anybody else, Cas, not anyone but you. Can’t fucking believe you’re making me say this.” Cas is shaking against him, breath catching on every inhale as he presses frantic kisses to Dean’s mouth.