And now that I’ve spammed you all with John and Misha, have a quick little harkstiel ficlet I wrote earlier today:
Wake Me – Castiel is there when Jack has bad dreams.
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In his dreams, Jack could never get away. Faces haunted him. Places. Lives that he passed by, touched for a moment, or a year and then gone. He twitched in his sleep, seeing the ones he couldn’t save.
A kiss awakened him. Pushing the dreams aside, he smiled against it and opened his eyes. “Good morning, Prince Charming.”
Castiel’s brow furrowed. “I’m not a Prince.”