random life

Imagine all these little things pile up and it clicks for Dean why the weight on his shoulders has always been lighter since Cas came around

All this time, the angel on his shoulder never answered his prayers for victory or safety, but had answered his prayers for peace in little moments of life. The prayers for small comforts, for things to be easier in small ways that could change the course of Dean's entire day

and when Cas is weak, is more human than angel, Dean returns the favor in his own little gestures

A shoulder to lean on, an ear to listen, a late night of company. An unashamed smile here and there that always seems to brighten Cas' day for reasons Dean has yet to let himself think about. He makes Cas happy, shows Cas the little juvenile joys of being human, of being here on earth with them. He reminds Cas, in his own way, that he wants his company

Big gestures of love tell the world you care