“You use the pointy end.” - Gabriel teaching Cas how to fight (little bb angel Cas xD He was the short one once, surely!)
“Chase what scares you,” he snickers,
His scimitar smirk decoding all my secrets—
Especially the ones I haven’t yet discovered for myself.
Then he laughs
Just like an older brother:
Warm and cruel.
“Everything scares me,” I lie.
Brothers are a merciless sort, don’t you know?
They bestow scars where your feathers never grew in;
They calcify your weak spots into destinies. They never relent.
His eyes crinkle anyway.
“So use the pointy end.”
When he runs a finger along the edge, I hate him.
So sure of where his finger ends,
And where the blade begins.
“You were meant for great things,” I sigh.
He thinks I’m insulting him. Maybe I am.
Nobody breaks you like a brother.