[Maybe he's starting to understand what Castiel sees in the Winchesters. With a faint sound between a sigh and a chuckle, he hugs back, leaning slightly, and closes his eyes. He's gone to great lengths in the past to keep himself from thinking by overloading his physical senses with all the contact and pleasure he could get. This is different. A hug doesn't stop him from thinking, but it makes the thinking hurt less.
In the long run it won't keep either of them from dying or make circumstances okay, but he won't forget it.]
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In the long run it won't keep either of them from dying or make circumstances okay, but he won't forget it.]
Thank you, love. I'm honored.