Well. WOW. Yeah. That's where I'll begin, and most certainly end: wow.
I haven't yet read the epic universe in which this story belongs and follows, and it doesn't diminish a dern blasted thing: not the beautifully crafted build of emotions, not the wonderfully fluid writing, not the parameters specific to this AU of "Supernatural", not a single. dern. blasted. gorgeous. thing.
Q: Jensen’s voice is tender, the way Jared can’t remember ever hearing before. Almost hesitant, like he’s afraid the words might stir the universe the way his music does.
And that's the tip of the iceberg, my darlings. The tip of a WOW-berg, if you'll permit me. Even if'n ya don't, this sucker's gonna plow right into your heart anyway.
G'on withya, go, read. Ya don't need to have watched a millisecond of SN to experience the wonderousness. Though, what's up withya? Don't deprive. Watch. And READ.