[ No, it was true. He'd found more than just friendship with the Winchesters, far greater than anything he'd felt in Heaven. He'd never known his father, his brothers had all betrayed him, one way or another - or had he betrayed them - but in the end it didn't matter. All that was important was that he felt loved, and wanted, in the life he'd ended up a part of.
The tears only fell from pressure, as Castiel closed his eyes again, welcoming the arms around him and curling his own around Baby's back, his grip tight. His breath shuddered, but he didn't cry, the initial emotion all used up by his first response. This angel was tougher than he looked--literally.
So he lay there, his breathing steadying slowly, without another word to say on the subject. ]
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The tears only fell from pressure, as Castiel closed his eyes again, welcoming the arms around him and curling his own around Baby's back, his grip tight. His breath shuddered, but he didn't cry, the initial emotion all used up by his first response. This angel was tougher than he looked--literally.
So he lay there, his breathing steadying slowly, without another word to say on the subject. ]