Fics like in this louisiana bar

Slowly, Mystery Man raises his head. And when his eyes meet Dean’s again, they are so full that Dean is nearly leveled by it. Just. There’s love there, affection, fondness, all in that haunted cornflower blue. They’re greedy, too, like they’re consuming every detail. Dean forgets to breathe. “You sure this guy ain’t dead?” he manages. “Cause you’re looking at me like the last time you saw his mug was ten years ago.” Mystery Man inhales sharply but doesn’t so much as blink. “He’s very much alive. He made pancakes this morning.” No further elaboration. “Right…” Dean says a little awkwardly. “Well, since this is happening, apparently, what’s your name?” Now, Mystery Man hesitates, frowns. Finally, he says, “My name is Cas.” or the one where dean is at a bar in 2005 and he gets a visit from a stranger who feels familiar but he cant figure out why

Fics like in this louisiana bar

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