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He stared at his angel. He would never let anyone hurt him.
Even if the other was outstandingly powerful and could protect himself from any danger, the Winchester still wanted to be the one that protected the angel.
Even if he seemed so imposing to others, to hunter, who had seen him in his moments of weaknes and vulnerability, the angel was so small.
He would protect him because he knew that if he ever needed the celestial being, he would come righ away and give his all to protect him from any danger. He wanted to represent that too to the angel. A home, a shiel, a shelter.
Safety.
He stared at his angel. He definitely would never let anyone hurt him.