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On Bated Breath I Wait

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Dean wasn’t nervous. He was a hunter after all. He faced down the Satan himself during the apocalypse and God’s psychotic sister most recently. So no, Dean wasn’t nervous at all. He was petrified. It was Christmas day and he had clutched in his hand a present that could change his life. Whether it was a good change or not remained to be seen. After a silent pep talk, Dean thrust the ring box into Castiel’s hands, waiting impatiently for him to decide their fate. Dean watched Cas smile at the gift, his answer a kiss and a whispered “yes.”