he had the world; destiel

cause she could never catch me

dean

i remember calling him one night, wanting to release the stress from that week, but couldn't even say a simple greeting before he started to sob on the other line.

i remember asking him what was wrong, but he couldn't form sentences, his thick sobs cutting him off every time he took a breath. "i just want you here." he whispered and i knew it was for a different reason than mine.

"i don't know cas," i said, "i'm not good with these types of situations." i explained, my hands rubbing the back of my neck as he remained silent with a few sniffles here and there.

"please." he begged, and i finally caved and promised him i would be there in ten minutes.

it took me eight.