i'll call you by mine

“Bed Head” - Digital Oil Painting

Commissioned by @xharuka17x for the @bottomcasbigbang event!

I forgot to post this sooner but here is my piece I made for the @castielzine !! It was such an honor to be in this zine! And I’m glad y’all finally get to see the final picture! Thank you for getting the zine if you did and giving money to a good cause!

my guardian dear,

To whom his love commits me here;

Ever this (day, night) be at my side,

To light and guard, to rule and guide.

The first thing there is, is love. 

Before he opens his eyes, before he exhales the breath caught in his lungs, before even his first thought, there is love. 

It is warm, and deep, and careful. It’s full of restraint and worry, tinged by regret, and it is everything, everything he has ever known, in the half a second he has known anything. 

He opens his eyes, and there, in front of him, both hands delicately framing his face with a gentle touch, there is his lover. Literally, the one who loves him. 

As he opens his eyes and exhales, that floating cloud of affection withdraws, pulling away from him at the same time his lover’s hands fall from his skin. He immediately wants it back, but the sight of his own hands when he reaches catches him off-guard. 

“Dean?” his lover asks, kneeling on the floor in front of his chair. A wooden chair at a long wooden table. 

He looks around the room, and there are two more men in addition to his lover, as well as one woman. One man is more of a boy, and the other man is immensely tall. Neither respond to the name. All three watch him with silent trepidation.

He looks back to his lover and points to himself, admittedly embarrassed. “I’m Dean?”

Immense sorrow crosses his lover’s face. It’s immediately smoothed away, and yet still obvious in his blue eyes. “Yes. You’re Dean. Dean Winchester.”

“Oh,” says Dean. 

April 14, 2019

104/365

Cas is a Winchester.