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They sat next to each other, closer than they'd been in a long time. It had been too long, at least it felt like it had been. It always felt like too long when he was gone. They sat in his dark Impala, hands interlocked.
"How's he doing down there?" Dean asked, petting Cas's hand with his thumb. He looked out the windshield. The view was beautiful. Everything was beautiful since he came back.
"He's doing fine." Cas returned. "Him and Eileen are expecting. They've talked about naming him after you."
"Aw man, that's...just great. Proud of those crazy kids."
"He misses you, Dean." Castiel sensed the undercoat of sadness in his lover's voice. He picked up Dean's hand and kissed it softly. "You'll see each other soon enough."
Dean let out a small chuckle, "Not too soon I hope."
"I uh, got you something." Cas slowly linked their hands and reached into his trench coat pocket. He pulled out a small cassette tape, simply titled "For Dean".
"I hope you like it."
"You made me a mixtape?" A smile came across his face as he inspected it. It was all Taylor Swift. He read the title of each song, carefully etched onto the sticker in Castiel's handwriting. 13 tracks, some of which he had never heard before. He let the hand that was holding his present fall to his lap as he leaned over kissed his boyfriend. Once they unlocked, he lended back over into his own seat, and resumed looking at the tape.
"Charlie helped me put the music on it. But I picked all of them." Cas smiled as he watched Dean put the tape in Baby's cassette player. "Some that reminded me of you, as well as your favorites."
I have this thing where I get older but just never wiser
Midnights become my afternoons
Dean couldn't help but smile as he listened to Taylor's voice come from the speakers. Castiel felt warmth wash over him as watched Dean be taken by the music.
Dean had always loved Taylor Swift, something that he only ever shared with him and Charlie. One of the things on Dean's bucket list, was to see her in concert, that was something he only ever shared with Cas.
"She is touring again." Cas said, leaning his head over to Dean. "Maybe Jack would let us go."
Dean turned to Cas, and ran his hand through his lover's hair. "I'd love that. I love you."
"I love you too."
They laid their foreheads together, before leaning in for a long slow kiss as the song changed, and the lyrics to "Maroon" began.