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If Dean has to spend one more minute in Kansas feeling as though any second phantom fists will finish the job started in that crypt, feeling like he’s speaking to brick walls instead of his brother for all the good it does, feeling like every time he takes a shower the warm water is blood washing over his smooth, unhurt skin and disappearing down the drain—
He’ll take this one last risk just to get the hell away from those memories.
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Benny’s clear blue eyes go softer for Dean. His greeting seemed both thankful and heavy with longing at the same time, but the contradiction doesn’t cause strife between them, and they make small talk of the sort that doesn’t distinguish between best friends and acquaintances.
However, when Benny finally moves his attention from Dean to Cain, Benny’s eyes go inexplicably cold and suspicious, “Friend of yours?” he addresses Dean as his gaze bores into Cain.
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- Part 5 of It's Gonna Be Better
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It’s been just about six months since they met, and while Dean is not a different person from when Benny first met him, he is much more settled in his own skin. He’s uprooted himself twice in one year, first to Lawrence and now to the Atlantic coast, but he’s figuring out the shape of himself silhouetted against the world, reharmonizing.
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- Part 2 of Tomorrow on Every Turn
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“You said he likes me?” Victor starts softly. He’s momentarily lost in his own thoughts but very aware of his body, and all the places Dean touched him earlier that afternoon, every whispered word memorized by Victor’s ear, “he loves you.”
“I know that,” Benny looks up, puts his hands in his pockets and replies simply, a small laugh, “I question his good sense but I’d never deny it.”
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- Part 3 of How Deep It Goes
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He wants to close his eyes again and go back to that place deep in his mind, swimming through the better memories of his thirty years toward the soothing light of timeless, compressed nothingness of death. But each time he tries to go back to sleep, all he meets is more pain, more frustration, and the beginnings of an anger so profound that he can’t observe it too closely for fear of the thoughts it stirs in him.