( it's different. there's the hunt of stubble underneath a shaved face, but also interest. neither pulls away until steve takes a breath. dean traces his nose along steve's, keeping his eyes closed, bringing his hands to steve's cheeks. )
I don't hate you.
( that's all he gets before he's cutting off steve's break for oxygen. he far from hates steve, but this is a three in the morning, post shift, captain america kiss. and that means he lets go. he stops thinking about what sam or his father or anyone might think and he lets himself feel steve's lips and slip his tongue in. )
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I don't hate you.
( that's all he gets before he's cutting off steve's break for oxygen. he far from hates steve, but this is a three in the morning, post shift, captain america kiss. and that means he lets go. he stops thinking about what sam or his father or anyone might think and he lets himself feel steve's lips and slip his tongue in. )