I Won't Rest. Until I Find You.

“Miss you? So fucking much..” He finally laughed and stood, moving to wrap his arms tightly around his boyfriend. He hadn’t pushed the tour on his boyfriend because he knew the anxiety it caused him but now that he was here, he couldn’t be happier. He leaned forward and gently pressed his lips against his cheek “you okay..?“He whispered quietly into his ear

When Dylan’s arms closed around him he completely forgot that he had inturrupted the others interview. He closes his arms around Dylan, nuzzling his head into the others neck and just breathing in the smell of his cologne. He had missed that smell so much. If he was being honest, he had been sleeping with one of Dylan’s hoodies while he was away. He whispers his answer into the others neck, so only he can here. “As long as I’m with you..I’ll always be okay..” He whispers back, his face and cheeks colouring. 

Now that his boyfriend was wrapped safely in his arms, Dyaln didn’t want to let go, regardless of the people surrounding them. “God, I missed my cheese ball” he chuckled, his face flushing red at the cheesiness of his boyfriends comment. “Ten more minutes, okay? Ten more minutes and I’m all yours.” He smiled and kissed his boyfriends nose, gently sending him to the side of a friend of his before returning to his interview. Once he was done, he said his polite goodbyes before practically hopping back into the arms of his boyfriend “I can’t believe you’re actually here!” He laughed, his shoulders shaking as he tried to sniff back the heads that threatened to spill. He leaned his head back and gave a shaky smile “I guess you really did miss me then..” He gently placed a finger under his chin, hesitating before he leaned in to kiss him sweetly. A part of him had been upset that Carson didn’t want to come and he had actually taken it rather personally. But now he was here and everything was going to be okay

Carson laughed, smiling in adoration as he watches his boyfriend finish up his interview Just watching him took his breath away. He could watch him for hours and hours on end, and never grow tired of doing so. His grin takes up his entire face as he watches the boy, complete adoration across his features. He licks his lips slowly, gladly taking Dylan into his arms once again. Carson’s hands moved up to cup both sides of his boyfriends face. His thumbs brushed under the others eyes, just incase a couple of tears spilled over the edge. Carson hated how they had fought about his whole ordeal, and he just wanted to curl up beside Dylan every night. He pressed his lips back against Dylan’s with such an intensity and passion, but hidden gentleness. “Of course I’m here.” He whispered, pulling back after a long moment. “I missed you so much…you don’t know how much I….I can’t breath when your not near me..Dylan..I love you..I mean..I’m in love with you..”

Dylan smiled gently, keeping himself pressed against his boyfriend, hidden away in the corner of a tent. When Dylan had originally left to be a guest youtuber at this years warped tour, the frustration between the two of them had eventually escalated to some unforgivable exchanges from both sides. But for now, it seemed okay. “And I-I love you Carson..” He murmured, pressing his palms against his chest, “I was so worried you were still… Angry with me”

“Baby...” Carson whispered, pulling back just enough so that he could see Dylan’s face. “I could never, ever stay mad at you. I hated how you left, and how we left things. I just want to be with you. I don’t wanna think about any of that. Can we please just put all of it behind us...” Carson moves his head to press a soft kiss to Dylan’s cheek, as he runs his fingers up and down the others arms. 

Dylan kept glancing at the door of his English class, tugging the edge of his beanie that he was only allowed to wear for health reasons nervously. Where was he? Carson was supposed to be here by now. They usually hung in the back of class, passing notes and getting the other through the day. Finally he couldn’t help himself and his hand shot ip “Can I go to the bathroom?!” As soon as he was released he darted for the back of the school building. “Carson?!” He called oht

His head snaps up, tears streaking down his cheeks. Shit. He begins to wipe his face frantically, rubbing underneath of his eyes, his lip quivering a little bit. “I’m over here Dyl..” He called weakly, taking shaking breaths. He had wanted to go to class, but he just couldn’t. They had taken it too far this time. He could feel a bruise forming underneath of his eye. He draws his legs closer to his chest, resting his forehead against the tops of his knees. 

“C-Carson..” Dylan stuttered,‘immediately jogging over to Carson and falling to his knees beside him. “Carson, what happened?” He whispered, gently lifting his friends chin and cringing at the sight “they did this again didn’t they?”

Carson ignores the chill he feels on his spine when Dylan’s fingers are underneath his chin. He sniffs, blinking to hold back any tears that could further fall. He was fine, in the end he always just reassured everyone he was fine. Especially when he was far from fine. “I just couldn’t do it today Dylan..” He mumbles. “I’m okay though..I guess I sorta ask for it..” this whole mess started, because Dylan had been standing up for his older brother Jesse. Jesse was popular and well liked, but people cracked gay jokes behind his back. Carson-who adored his older brother and was socially awkward-would do anything to protect Jesse, and his name. 

Dylan sighed and gently seated himself beside his best friend, hugging his knees to his chest. He didn’t agree that it was going to be okay because a part of him understood it. Dylan wasn’t at the top or bottom of the social chain but he was well liked because he was nice and didn’t really say anything against anyone. But he also knew he was known as the “king of cancer” and while he often played along with the joke, it was hard that people thought something as serious as his illness was funny. “No one ever asks for this Carson..” He mumbled, gently rubbing his knee. “Does Jess know? He wouldn’t let you do this if he did Carson…”

Carson lifts his head form his knees, shaking his head, his eyes widening. With the widening, a tear slips down his cheek. “No.” He sounded terrified with the idea. He was, Jesse couldn’t know. He couldn’t. These guys would destroy him. Jesse was tough, but not against all of them. Carson wouldn’t be the reason he got his brother hurt. “You can’t tell him, please. Dylan.” Carson’s voice quivers slightly, as he turns a bit more to face him, shaking his head, his eyes drooping with tears. “Please, please you can’t tell him.”

Maybe Ben should have listened to the doctor that said that he should take it slow with the news – It wasn’t easy to Jess to learn about a life he couldn’t remember. But it wasn’t any easier to Ben to watch as the love of his life faced him as if they had never shared the intimacy they had. “It’s ok” he softly spoke “I- do you need something? maybe a glass of water?”

“No-no I’m fine..” He wasn’t. His head was throbbing, his throat was dry, he felt like he could just coughed up a lung. His lower leg was numb, but tingling so he could still feel it. “What...” Jesse shook his head, scrunching up his face to keep himself from tears. His eyes don’t glaze over, because he doesn’t let them. “What happened to me?”

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not everyone might agree with me on this but for me, castiel is one of the most complex and fascinating characters i have ever encountered, just thinking about the concept and facets of his character actually goes beyond my imagination, realising that he is a force of light and energy contained by such a small host, how he would rip any other vessel apart if they weren’t made to contain him, and I wish I could express how I feel about this character that loves so fiercely and selflessly, who trusts completely and unconditionally, who remains loyal to those that mean the most to him, who goes to great lengths to protect his loved ones, who will let himself get destroyed before he destroys others, who suffers silently and secretly, who thinks he doesn’t deserve to live, who is lost and torn between two worlds at the same time, who has no place to call home but has someone to call home. i really wish i could tell him how much he means to me.

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