[ even the short, sharp spark that it was, the brief moment they made contact, cas is like an ocean of calm in comparison to the chaos going on inside jack's head. even with the underlying hum of awkwardness, of feeling out of place and limited inside a human body, there's the lack of such painfully human emotion, or a dulling of it at the least, and it's peaceful, for all of a brief second.
by the time he has a moment to meet the man's eyes, take in his voice, actually look at his features, it makes sense why that brief second had been so rewarding. ]
Cas?
[ there's a pathetic croak to his voice, hopeful but broken, and it only takes a second or two longer for jack to confirm, yes, what he's seeing is real, he's here.
suddenly uncaring about the empathy bond, jack shuffles across the middle distance, features half in shock, half the desperate pleading of a lost, scared child. he doesn't ask before he's putting his arms around castiel's side and tucking his face into his shoulder, fingers curling tight into the man's coat at his back as he breathes out his name like a sigh of relief. ]
Castiel.
[ there's no other person he would've rather seen, except, maybe, for kelly kline. jack doesn't feel like he could handle meeting the eyes of either winchester brother, but castiel has always been there. when everyone else was ready to exterminate him before he could see life, cas was there to protect him. even after he became what horrible thing he was without a soul, even after mary, cas was there, ready to sweep him away to somewhere safe, even if it wasn't right, even if he didn't deserve it, even if it wasn't for the greater good.
the thought cas might not even recognize him now goes completely over his little head. ]
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by the time he has a moment to meet the man's eyes, take in his voice, actually look at his features, it makes sense why that brief second had been so rewarding. ]
Cas?
[ there's a pathetic croak to his voice, hopeful but broken, and it only takes a second or two longer for jack to confirm, yes, what he's seeing is real, he's here.
suddenly uncaring about the empathy bond, jack shuffles across the middle distance, features half in shock, half the desperate pleading of a lost, scared child. he doesn't ask before he's putting his arms around castiel's side and tucking his face into his shoulder, fingers curling tight into the man's coat at his back as he breathes out his name like a sigh of relief. ]
Castiel.
[ there's no other person he would've rather seen, except, maybe, for kelly kline. jack doesn't feel like he could handle meeting the eyes of either winchester brother, but castiel has always been there. when everyone else was ready to exterminate him before he could see life, cas was there to protect him. even after he became what horrible thing he was without a soul, even after mary, cas was there, ready to sweep him away to somewhere safe, even if it wasn't right, even if he didn't deserve it, even if it wasn't for the greater good.
the thought cas might not even recognize him now goes completely over his little head. ]