[His fingers stroke almost hesitantly through Crowley's hair, not wanting to disrupt him, but not entirely knowing what to do with the hand not clutching at the blankets. Then a strangled sound escapes his throat and his eyes slip shut again as he stops thinking, stops really being aware of anything but Crowley.
It's possible he says Crowley's name again, but he can't be quite certain.]
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It's possible he says Crowley's name again, but he can't be quite certain.]