(TW for blood and gore.)
"What is he talking about?" Dean asked, as Castiel blinked in confusion. Cas shook his head,
"Same goes for you, Mr. Winchester." The cupid smirked, "Oh I can feel the tension and confusion radiating off of you," Dean's face turned ruddy,
"Shut your damn mouth," Dean growled, his voice barely above a whisper.
The cupid grinned, "Oh? You don't want to talk about it? How you've never felt this way about anybody before? Pinning the burning feeling in your chest on chest burn whenever you see them?"
"I said SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH!" Dean yelled,
"Because, how could the great Dean Winchester ever be lovesick for a dorky angel in a trenchcoat? Admit it Dean! You love him, more than you've loved any woman." The cupid spat, Dean grabbed the cupid's hand, his eyes ablaze with fury. The cupid cried out as Dean stuck his knife just above the cupid's artery- releasing a stream of scarlet red blood, and with one last hack of the knife- Dean was holding the cupid's hand, the cupid looking down at his bleeding stub of an arm.
"Do it, Cas." Dean breathed with a huff, Castiel looked and Dean Winchester in shock,
"Kill him."
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