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Castiel cradles these soft hands in his, tracing the feeling of the wedding makes band, the scars the line the knuckles, and the mishappen shape of some fingers that were broken too many times and never healed right. He knows these hands so intimately, so closely. If he was in a dark room, his grace gone, and only could go on touch alone, he would know these to be Dean’s hands.