"Sorry," Dean croaks, though he doesn't look it when he finally lifts his head. His eyes are huge and glassy, and he smiles at them both, a soft, wide thing that takes up half his face. Already the itch in his lungs has receded, and most of his exhaustion as well, replaced with a pleasant buzzing that seems to come from his very nerves.
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Date: 2015-10-16 06:16 pm (UTC)"I'm vibrating."