Sam reaches up, pressing his fingers to Gabriel's face. Despite the kiss, despite still having the fingers of his other hand tangled in Gabriel's shirt, there's a part of him that worries that, if he lets go, this will all cease to be. "I...I'm glad. That you came to find me. I've had these dreams...memories, I guess. For years now."
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Date: 2014-09-05 03:32 pm (UTC)