Fics like Sole Mates

They’d always done it, ever since they were very small. Cas couldn’t remember when it had started. His first memory was already bathed in reassuring familiarity, just the brush of its sepia warmth across his mind enough to make him smile; in it, they were seven and a half, sitting in the hallway at Dean’s house, waiting for Cas’ mother to come and pick him up. On opposite sides of the narrow room, backs against the walls, they’d pressed the soles of their bare feet together. The dust from playing in the yard earlier had been in between their small toes. “What’s your deepest darkest secret?” Cas had asked, watching Dean, whose face had been illuminated by the trickling light through the panels of glass in the front door. He’d had a swish of blue paint on his cheek. “You know all my secrets,” Dean had replied easily. He’d wiggled his toes, and Cas had felt it, and wiggled his own back.

Fics like Sole Mates

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