*lip quivers* Dean ;_; Poor guy! Oh my gosh, this was so lovely, yet so heartbreaking. I wish Castiel could do something like that for him...and not just for one night 0;) Beautiful job with this fic!

"“Should I go?” Castiel whispers.
Dean answers too quickly. “No. Stay,” he murmurs. “Please.” I don’t want to be alone.
He doesn’t look back, but he can hear Castiel taking off his coat and jacket, laying them on the bed, and then Castiel is lying behind him, an arm around his waist. Dean doesn’t touch him, doesn’t even lay a hand on top of Castiel’s. Castiel isn’t any of the things Dean was looking for, but he can feel the warmth of Castiel’s body on his back, can hear Castiel breathing, feel it on his neck."
- This is breath-taking! I loved this moment a lot! Really powerful to have Dean be so needy; so desperate for companionship ;_; The sound and description of Castiel laying down with him melts my heart!

"When Dean wakes, after a deep, dreamless sleep, he’s alone again. He shivers under his jacket, feeling empty and exhausted, and hating himself for missing the warmth at his back, the hand on his waist."
- *cries* I love that last line so much! Oh my gosh! Beautiful!

*adds to memories*