“Hey,” he said softly. I stopped, but still didn’t look at him. “You okay?”
“I’m fine.”
“You’re not fine.” The hand on my shoulder traced the edge of a tensed muscle, then turned me to face him. “What did Dean do?”
“Nothing,” I said.”
i'm team dean but michael's genuinely so sweet 😕😕
— Aug 08, 2026 01:20AM
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