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Cas-""Don't do that. Don't say my name like that and force me to give in to your wants, no matter how much you think you need them.""I need you though. I'll always need you." Dean pulled Cas in his lap and pressed his forehead to the shorter male's. "I will always need you."It felt like years between the day Cas left and now. He set his picture on his pillow and collapsed on his bed, sending verbal and loud prayers to his angel. He hoped to God, to Chuck, that Cas was still alive. Every day he tried to remember what he looked like, how he spoke, how he reacted. But with each day, his memories grew faint. He could no longer remember the exact way Cas's prickling beard felt against his chin. He couldn't remember the exact shade of blue his eyes were in the sunlight. He couldn't remember his touch, or taste, or how they even met. Cas was a stranger to him. The few things he could remember was their last conversation, and the love he felt for the man.