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Glass sprinkled the ground from the broken windows. His anguish apparent on all the surrounding cars. Evidence of the pain he was hiding. It hadn’t took her long to find him. The destructive sounds echoing through the salvage yard. He struck the already dented car door again. The loud bang carried through the raindrops that had started falling heavily. He told me to leave yet here I was following him into his own war zone. I drew in a shaky breath. He was hiding his pain and i had been hiding my feelings. I felt my words coming up like vomit in my throat. I was tired of this. Tired of the back and forth battle we’d been having. “Dean.” I called out to him. He didn’t turn my way but his movements slowed. “Dean, i fell in love with you. I am still falling in love with you more and more everyday. It’s not going to stop. I don’t want it to stop.” Tears welled in my eyes, breaching the corners, mixing with the rain on my face. “I didn’t even realize it was happening at first but this…this is it. You’re it for me. You’re my home.” I was fighting hysterics now. All my emotions bubbling to the surface. Dean’s hands gripped the crowbar with white knuckles. The tightness in his body was so clear. Water dripped from the ends of his drenched sleeves. He still wouldn’t look at me. “It’s you, Dean. It’s always going to be you.” I said softer, speaking to him and myself. I didn’t want to go anywhere else. I wanted to be here. His voice cracked when he spoke.
“The people i love always get hurt. I can’t lose you.” He sounded so broken. Thunder clapped loudly overhead. It was raining even harder now. The heavy drops booming on the metal surrounding us yet the silence was deafening. A cold chill ran through my bones but I’d rather be out here with him than anywhere else. He looked up at the sky. The rain washing over him as he took a deep breath. When he finally turned towards me, his eyes were bloodshot, his expression absolutely heartbreaking. I took a slow step closer to him.
“I was hurt before you, Dean. I’m hurt now and I’ll get hurt again but I’d rather get hurt by your side than live another life and never be hurt again. You’re not going to lose me. I’m right here. I choose you, Dean Winchester. I just hope you choose me too.” I didn’t have anything left to say. I had bared my soul, laying it out in front of the man i loved in the middle of a thunderstorm. If he left me here, i might crumble and never get back up. Dean stared at me and i stared back, not backing down, standing behind my words. He started to shake his head, throwing the crowbar to the side. His resolve shattering. He crossed the space between us in long strides, pulling my body to his, lifting my feet off the muddy ground. I gasped at the sudden movement, clinging to his warmth in the cold. His lips crashed into mine. His mouth working rough as he kissed me deeply, nipping, licking, tasting everything he could. Like a man desperate for air. My mind stalled as it clouded, high on him. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, balancing and grounding myself all at once. He swallowed the sound i made. I kissed him back eagerly. I met his pace, giving back all the intensity i was receiving. I needed him more than the oxygen my lungs were screaming for. One of his hands gripped my waist, anchoring me to him as the other moved before finally settling tangled in my soaked hair. He pulled back to rest his forehead on mine with a heavy breath. “I’ve chose you for a long time.” Dean whispered. I let out a noise between a laugh and sob. I’d wanted to hear those words for so long. I held his face in my hands, lightly tracing my fingers across his cheekbones. He closed his eyes for a moment, relishing my touch before returning his attention back to my lips. Kissing in slower sweeps. Our heads working together this time as we moved. He hummed softly causing my heart to soar. I could stay wrapped in his arms forever. This was my heaven.