[ it would be ideal, to just let himself remain like this with her. it's what he wants, as well, but dean knows this can't last-- or won't. with her words, he does smile some though, a slight curve of a corner of a lip. ]
Maybe.
[ and it's sad, that he truly can't promise her otherwise. someone is always in danger, someone is always dying-- it's their life, always has been and always seems to be, no matter what the time or place. it's what seems to drive them together more often than not, and a part of him wonders what that exactly means.
the thought is put aside for now though. ]
Until then, this ain't the worst way to welcome someone back.
[ maybe that's all their kisses are meant to be. who knows. ]
[Action]
Maybe.
[ and it's sad, that he truly can't promise her otherwise. someone is always in danger, someone is always dying-- it's their life, always has been and always seems to be, no matter what the time or place. it's what seems to drive them together more often than not, and a part of him wonders what that exactly means.
the thought is put aside for now though. ]
Until then, this ain't the worst way to welcome someone back.
[ maybe that's all their kisses are meant to be. who knows. ]