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saby-chan · 3 years

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Fire Lord Ozai: A blood thirsty monster or the less fortunate “Zuko” of his generation?

Hello again and thank you as always for clicking and allotting some of your time to read my humble post! Since I’ve happened to notice quite an increase in posts lately regarding the controversial character and nature of the former Fire Lord, the now imprisoned fallen prince Ozai, and I’ve personally promised in my previous post that I will share my own analysis on him if people asked me to do so (which actually happened), I am here to deliver my own take on this very intriguing man’s character, while also building a potential past for him based on stuff gathered from the show’s cannon.

I would like to start this essay with what I find to be my favorite quote ever: ”Monster’s aren’t born, they are created.” ~ Naruto Uzumaki (Naruto) What I like about this quote soo much and find very inspirational is the truth it holds within its short, yet powerful message. We are often fast to judge a “book by the cover”, to reduce others to what we assume of them by their appearance or latest actions that we’ve seen them do, but never actually take a moment and wonder where they come from, if this person we soo harshly look down upon really has been this way since their very beginning?

I’ve come across many comments on social media related to ATLA, especially on YouTube videos on which people would throw with harsh comments such as “Aang being a coward for choosing to spare the villain just because they saw a dumb baby pic of them” or “Ozai is the essence of evil and even as a baby he’d been a monster”. I can’t help but wonder who hurt these people to make them be so cruel? Like, how messed up must you actually be to say that a baby, a friggin baby, is the embodiment of all evils? Or that a child was a coward for choosing to see his opponent’s last bits of humanity and opted to spare them?

Aang was soo morally conflicted about the idea of killing Ozai not only because it contradicted the morals of his people, but because he himself understood that this man hadn’t always been the cruel beast he came to met in their first and final showdown. It’s important to note here the fact that upon finding that picture, Aang was actually convinced it had to be Zuko as a baby since it looked so innocent and cute and was actually surprised to learn it was Zuko’s father. And that’s the thing, Ozai was born like us all as an innocent and sweet baby. Babies aren’t in any way evil or twisted, they don’t even have the notion of ‘good’ and ‘evil’ defined in their small, still developing minds. In fact, the very choice of the creators to add this picture in the show is meant to tell us this very thing: this man wasn’t always like this. But if he wasn’t always like this, then what happened to make him become this way?

Well, in order to find out the reason, we must go back in time to the very beginning: Ozai’s childhood and upbringing. For this next part I am going to solely focus on the show cannon, as the comics aren’t the products of BryKe and have a lot of inconsistencies to the source’s cannon (you can go and read my other post on why they fail when it comes to Zuko’s character and his family).

From what we know and can easily deduce by ourselves just from their appearances, Ozai and his brother Iroh have a huge age gap between them (somewhere between 10 and 15 years). This has to be our first red flag: isn’t it soo odd that this family opted to have their children at such a long distance between pregnancies? It almost feels as if Ozai hadn’t actually been part of his father’s actual family planning... In other words, he was a ‘mistake’ child (I actually hate having to use this terminology, but it will become relevant to when we expand on Azulon’s relationship with his sons). Sure, some may argue that Azulon actually decided to have two sons in case something were to happen to his first born, but wouldn’t it have been more logical to have his second born at 2-3 years max distance from his first? Why choose to have your second child when you are much older and thus risk having a baby with issues, if your sole purpose of this child is to serve as an insurance that you don’t ‘run out’ of heirs? It just doesn’t make much sense, so let’s go for the moment with the possibility that Ozai was an unplanned pregnancy.

This perspective actually gives way to another very interesting aspect: remember the infamous “Born lucky...Lucky to be born” quote? What if I tell you that there is a possibility that this quote wasn’t Ozai’s personal wicked invention, but actually something he himself heard from his very own father? It had been puzzling me for a long time why he choose to say “You were lucky to be born” to Zuko, which implies that Zuko wasn’t supposed to exist. I mean, it’s soo odd that Ozai went with something implying that Zuko was an unplanned pregnancy, since Zuko was the first born. So my theory is that maybe Ozai wanted to convey a different message to Zuko when he said that quote, but due to his anger he ended up replicating the same line he received from Azulon at some point in his childhood. We never got the exact flashback when the line was delivered from Ozai to Zuko, so we don’t have the exact context that lead to it (remember, we are excluding Yang’s take on the matter from the comics).

I mean, this feels like something that wicked old Azulon would have said to his least favorite child. Okay, so let’s go with the scenario that Ozai was an unwanted child, to which we could also add the possibility that Ilah’s health deteriorated after the first birth, which makes plausible the family’s initial decision of stopping at 1 kid.

Moving on, we know from the old ATLA character wiki’s that Ozai’s character design was made with Zuko in mind, being meant to be a grown up version of Zuzu, without the scar. An interesting choice indeed and even Iroh’s letter to Zuko on Ozai from one of the ATLA books describes Ozzy in a similar way to teenage Zuko in book 1: stubborn, feisty, determined and with a volcanic personality (easy to anger and competitive), so it means that these were intentional choices to imply that Zuko and his father are more similar than we were led to believe at first glance. Maybe Ozai was the “Zuko” of his generation. Also, in one of the interviews on the royal family, BryKe stated that Ozai worked very hard to get where he is in book 3, referring to his firebending specifically (we all know how Ozzy got the throne, so clearly, he didn’t “work hard” for that), so maybe he wasn’t always the strongest man alive, with the most exceptional firebending skills out there, like Azula who showed ease in her learning, but rather someone closer to Zuko’s weaker performance as a child, building his way to success through endless hard work until he became the prodigy we know today.

Continuing with our theoretical scenario, after his birth, the second child show’s lesser skills compared to his brother Iroh (by that I don’t mean that he wasn’t gifted at all, but that maybe Ozai wasn’t as fast and great of a learner like his big bro), so Azulon opts to just ignore him and continue focusing solely on his golden child. In my headcannon I actually think that Ilah survived the birth and so she was left in charge of the younger child’s education and upbringing. At this point Iroh is already 10 or older, so he is forced to focus on his development, which prevents him from spending time with his lil brother, but just for the sake of being positive, let’s assume that Ozai still had both his mother and his big brother to keep him sheltered from Azulon’s darkness for a small portion of his childhood.

I choose to believe that Ozai had his mother’s love for a small bit of his childhood due to his willingness in the show to allow Ursa (who mind you, as the granddaughter of Roku was considered a treacherous individual) to spend a ton of time with both Zuko and Azula and share her philosophy with the children, as seeing his wife playing with their children probably reminded him of his own bitter-sweet memories he had with Ilah. They also probably spent a lot of their time near the turtle-duck pond since that pond’s existence prolly dates long before Ozai and Ursa married and had their own children.

Unfortunately, Ilah dies and little Ozai remains all alone, to be influenced negatively by his father (and even by his grandpa Sozin, we don’t really know for certain when the old man died, so he prolly was there for a short time when Ozzy was still a child). Azulon most likely blames Ozai for his wife’s death as the second birth might’ve really had a huge toll on Ilah’s already fragile body, bringing her closer to death, so he still neglects and ignores the child, if not straight out bullies and abuses him for not being on par with Iroh. This prolly leads to Ozai becoming jealous of his brother since Iroh has their father’s love, pushing them further apart. I headcannon that this jealousy between the siblings led to Ozai complaining to his dad when he finally had too much of their father’s discrimination (at a similar age to when Zuko prolly did and got the infamous line, if not younger) only to get the “Iroh was born lucky, you were lucky to be born!” line with the sole purpose of hurting him since now the child knows that he was never wanted.

When Azulon scolds very furiously adult Ozai in Zuko’s memories for daring to ask to be named crown prince, he literally says something like “What, you dare ask me to betray MY own son?!” (this is like red flag number two), line that pretty much testifies how Azulon chose to pretty much treat Ozai as if he wasn’t his son too, showcasing how much he despised his second born and favored the first child over him. Since we are on the topic of their last conversation, the punishment Azulon gave to his son alone proves this man’s level of sadism, which leads me to be believe that Ozai’s childhood was full of this type of punishments for bad behaviors that could be easily corrected trough a long serious lecture or a lesser punishment focused more on teaching him an actual lesson.

The old wikis also mention on the page about the hall with portraits of the previous Fire Lords that it was the place where Ozai chose to spend most of his time in his youth, seeking advice from his ancestors. I mean, seriously now, if he had a good and supportive father and a present brother in his life, would Ozai had chosen to seek guidance from the dead instead of his living family? That piece of information that was easily overlooked by many proves how lonely this man was in his youth.

So for the most part of his life, Ozai grew up under the toxic influence and abuse of his tyrant father who refused to acknowledge him. Yet he managed to grow up still full of determination to one day prove his worth to Azulon and gain his acceptance (just like we saw with Zuko in book 1, who was desperate to regain his honor and be accepted by his father). But unfortunately, no matter how strong he became or how good of a firebender he was, Azulon was unmoved and unphased by his second son’s performance.

From what we could gather from the little info we received in the show, it seems that Ozai was never sent to the battle field to aid his older brother, being kept as a stay home prince, with the only occasion he actually left home being to search for the Avatar (I don’t think Iroh was sent to do his part on searching the Avatar since he strongly believed that there wasn’t going to ever be one, so it’s safe to assume Azulon assigned Ozai with this mission just to get rid of him for a few years) and the only purpose he ever served to his father was to become part of the old man’s genetics experiment in order to create strong unparalleled firebending offspring (which I am pretty sure were meant to be ‘biological war machines’ used by Azulon in the war, as he didn’t really seem to give a shit about Ozai’s children compared to Lu Ten). So just imagine the level of disappointment and dishonor Ozai must’ve felt as a man and young aspiring soldier to find out that he was going to be used like a ‘non-bending daughter’ in a strategical marriage and never get to serve his country in what he’d been taught was the greatest and most important war for their Nation.

All in all, this marriage didn’t really end up that badly because it seems he and Ursa were actually very compatible. The old wiki for Ursa states that she was a noble woman and the perfect match for Ozai, which leads me to believe that show Ursa was intended to be a very strong willed and determined woman who earned his respect. The show never stated that Ozai never wanted his first born or that he was disappointed with Zuko from birth like the comics say, so it’s safe to assume that Ursa and Ozai actually ended up falling in love at some point since they had not one, but two kids with relatively a short time in between pregnancies.

There are actually many signs in the show that actually prove that these two loved each other and Ozai didn’t abuse his wife: from the fact that they went every year to see Ursa’s favorite play despite Ozai hating the poor performance of the Ember Island Players (I mean, what man would do such a sacrifice as to endure the same torture every single year just to make his wife happy if he never loved her?), Ursa’s undeniable and sincere love for their children (in the show it was never stated that Ursa saw Zuko and Azula as someone else’s children, so if she were indeed an abused woman who was forced to have these children, she wouldn’t have ever loved them to such an extent, especially Zuko who resembled his father the most physically), the fact that Ursa had equal rights in their marriage and raising of their children (her even scolding and grounding Ozai’s favorite child without hesitation), to the most significant scene to the Urzai ship in Zuko’s flashbacks: Ozai sitting troubled all alone in Ursa’s favorite spot by the pond, in a sad and brooding atmosphere, after he lost her, instead of celebrating what had to be the happiest day of his life since he was finally crowned Fire Lord (it’s clear who had more importance in his heart: Ursa meant more to him than the throne, so losing her outshined his achievement). In fact, Ursa must’ve been the only thing that still kept him outside of the darkness that threatened to swallow his heart and once he lost her, Ozai had nothing else to keep him on the right path.

And even as a father, it seems that Ozai wasn’t always cold and distant to his children, as his true self depicted in Zuko’s memories on Ember Island shows him caring for both of his children, even holding Zuko close to him with a protective arm on the boy’s shoulder. Except the Agni Kai, there don’t seem to be any instances in which he was physically violent towards his son before the banishment (Iroh literally let Zuko in to join that faithful war meeting willingly. Would’ve he done that if he knew his brother to be very violent towards his children in case they disobeyed? If yes, then it would make Iroh actually very questionable on a moral standpoint) and even on an emotional level, I don’t really think that he was actually abusive to him (at least while Ursa was there) because from Zuko’s conversation with Zhao, he’s adamant that his father will take him back and even states "You don't know how my father feels about me. You don't know anything!", meaning that the father he used to know showed him a level of respect and genuine affection (if Ozai were to bully Zuko since the boy’s very early childhood, do you think this kid would grow up to be so sure that his father wants him around and would he defend this bully when someone badmouths them in front of him?).

Even with Azula, despite people demonizing her from early childhood and saying that she was manipulated since birth by Ozai to become a war machine, I do believe that she shows genuine love and affection towards her father. I do choose to believe that back in the good times when the family was happy, Ozai spent quality time with his daughter, filling in the gap left by Ursa’s neglect. I theorize that the reason why kid Azula badmouthed her grandpa and uncle was because she was being very protective of her father: since she used to like spying and eavesdropping, it’s safe to assume that she prolly witnessed many instances in which the old man bullied or insulted Ozai, favoring Iroh over him. It’s a bit harder to see it that way since her snarky comments involve dark topics, but since they live in a society governed by power and war, I see them as something similar to if Azula would’ve said “Uncle sucks and he will surely be fired from his job!” or “Grandpa is old and weak, he should leave the family business to dad!”. Even the fact that the only thing capable of shattering her to pieces was her father leaving her proves how much she cared for him. Ty Lee and Mai’s betrayal was a big blow on Azula’s control and sanity, but she didn’t breakdown until Ozai discarded her after his coronation as Phoenix King. There’s nothing more painful in this world than to be left behind by the person you loved the most and was there by your side your whole life, whom you wanted to follow to world’s end and back. That was the moment Azula finally realized that the father she used to know and love was actually gone and had been in fact, long gone for years at this point.

But if Ozai cared for his family what made him change? Easy, it all comes back to the fact that his father never acknowledged him. The throne doesn’t seem to be his ultimate goal in life since Ozai discarded of the Fire Lord title very easily, tossing it to Azula without any remorse or hesitation. It was more about the meaning behind getting the crown: replacing Iroh in the line of succession was the ultimate proof of his father’s acceptance, that he wasn’t only a “mistake” and “failure” in his father’s eyes, but since Azulon ended up saying and doing what he did, backfired Ozai and made him understand that no matter how hard he tried, the old man will never see him for what he is. So yeah, for a proud man like Ozai this was a hard defeat to swallow, which in turn sparked his strong desire of winning the war and becoming the king of the world: if Azulon wouldn’t accept him even in death, then Ozai will prove to the whole world that he was above his father and his “perfect” brother by accomplishing what they never could and even better and no one was going to stop him, not even his own family.

This is what differentiates Ozai from Zuko: while both had similar upbringings, Ozai never broke away from his obsession of gaining his father’s admiration, allowing himself to fall prey to the darkness left by Azulon in his heart and abandon his true self, only to become the copy of his abuser, while Zuko stood up to his dad and chose his own destiny. If Aang were to come back around 20 or 30 years earlier, then he might’ve actually been able to save Ozai just like he saved Zuko, but unfortunately it wasn’t this way.

Do I think that Ozai could still be saved and redeemed even after the events of book 3? Definitely! Since he’s actually a broken man and still has a tiny bit of humanity left within, I think he still has a chance to change his heart. The only thing is that it’d be a long lasting process: first off he needs to spend a long time in solitude and reflect on his life’s choices and his past, understand where he went wrong and that what happened to him in his childhood is called abuse, which he ended up replicating on his own children. After he understands his wrongdoings and becomes willing to rediscover his true self, he needs to understand the truth about the war, that everything he’d known was fake propaganda and that there was nothing glorious in what he, his father and Sozin did under the excuse of “sharing their Nation’s greatness with the rest of the world!”. But most importantly of all, the only remedy that could possibly save him is love. It sound cliche, but by responding to hatred with more hate like Zuko did in the comics would never change the world “for the better” or bring it “to reality”. The only way to save both Azula and Ozai would be trough showing them the power of love, hope and empathy, how they don’t have to struggle alone and push everyone away. And especially by redeeming Azula, she would be a very important piece in Ozai’s redemption: since he had a closer parent-child relationship with Azula and cared for her the most when he did care, realizing how much he made her suffer through his actions, that would probably break Ozai enough to make him admit that he was wrong all along.

So yeah, this is my analysis on Ozai’s character using the cannon information from the show and old wikis and why I think he is just the product of a very bad environment and an abusive parent who never showed him love (if there’s a reason for why Ozai might be uncapable of showing a healthy parental love to his children is because you can’t show what you’ve never learnt yourself), being the Zuko of his generation who never got to experience the positive influence of an “Uncle Iroh” to guide him on the right path.

You can agree with me or not on this one, but this is what I choose to believe. Maybe I am way too good by choosing to see any potential good in anyone, but I feel it’s a better way than to counter hate with more hate like Yang did in his monstrous portrayal of Ozai in The Search.

Let me know your thoughts in the comments and if you agree with anything I’ve said, feel free to leave a like and to reblog this post.

See you next time and stay safe! Bye-Bye!

Saby out.

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eurusholmmes · 7 years

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Forgive Me| Chuck Shurley (II)

Previously- You went to speak to Chuck about what he saw, and he gave you a choice. Him.. or Dean. You just don’t know who to pick, and it brings you back to the door of the same motel room you spent the night in previously - and face to face with your best friend.

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Present- You and Dean talk about what the two of you are truly feeling, and you find yourself gifted with the opportunity for alone time. Memories of your time with Chuck ensue.

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“We need to talk.”

“Yeah, I think we do.”

Night had now fallen outside your window as you and Dean sat across from each other on the bed. Your damp hair, fresh from your shower, hung in your eyes as Dean traced his fingers along your calf. Sam knew the moment you came back with the Impala keys in your fingers that it was most likely best that he not be there for the impending conversation between the two of you.

“Where did you take Baby, y/n?” Dean asked quietly. “And why did you sneak out of here? Was-Did you regret last night?” The break in his voice is something you very rarely hear; a brief moment of vulnerability as he waits for your seemingly inevitable rejection.

“Dean,” You murmured, leaning forward and cupping his jaw in your hand. A small smile spread across your face as he leaned into your touch and lightly rested his hand on top of your own. “I don’t regret one second of what happened last night-”

“Then answer the question honestly.” He replied firmly. “Where did you take my Baby?”

You inhaled deeply and allowed your eyes to flutter shut. The moment you were gazing at your eyelids, the blurred picture you were staring at slowly began to focus, and you found yourself staring at Chuck. He was smiling from ear-to-ear as you strummed to the chords of Fare Thee Well, one of his favorite songs that he’d taken the entire night to teach you.

“I went to Chucks house.” You said softly, opening your eyes to meet Deans penetrating emerald irises. “He messaged me this morning and said he had a vision about us. I assumed that was it.. But I’m sure he’s seen what comes after with-” Your eyes snapped down to the brand on his arm, which was a glaring red as it seemed to taunt you endlessly. “That.”

“You’re one of the few people I let behind the walls. The one I don’t have to be a soldier for, where I can just be Dean Winchester. I’m desperately trying to not let the Mark control me. What happened last night, that was entirely me. I’ve been wanting to do that since the first time I almost lost you.” Dean said. You couldn’t find it in you to tear your eyes away from him, almost afraid that if you were to look away, the Dean Winchester you’d come to know would fade away.

And the husk that was left would take his place.

“I came back here to talk to you about what you want.” There it was - the statement you’d been dreading to speak audibly since you’d left Chucks house that morning. “About what I want.” Dean gently lifted your hand from his leg and spread your fingers outward, lips pressed together as your hand perfectly aligned with his own. Gods.. his hands were so warm. “I thought about it the entire way back from there. It’s so hard to choose between a man of honor and a man of loyalty. I have loved you and Sam since we met-” Your sentence cut off as tears brimmed your eyes, forcing you to resort to tipping your head backward in order for them to recede. “But I never thought it would come to this, me loving you this way. It’s so friggin’ hard because I.. I love you and I love Chuck.”

Dean slowly exhaled through his nose and brought your chin downward, pulling your legs to part on either side of his own as he rested his forehead against yours. Your heart skipped a beat as you felt his breath ghost over your lips, sending a shiver down your spine as you guided his hands to rest against the curve of your hips. “It comes down to a choice, y/n.” He whispered. “Who do you want to spend the rest of your life with? Who do you want?”

The warmth that cocooned your body dissipated as Dean stood to his feet, snatching his car keys and camo jacket before making his way to the door. You watched with a longing expression as he stared at you, flashing a seductive grin and winking before making his way out the door.

It was the first time you’d been alone in weeks. So, you outstretched your body on the bed, and allowed yourself to fall into your memories.

“So, what’s this song that you wrote called?” You murmured, downing the last of your whiskey as Chuck crossed the room to retrieve his guitar. It was just about daylight, the soft golds of the rising sun casting a shadow across the walls of the living room.

“Fare Thee Well. If we’re gonna stay up all night talking, I’m gonna teach you something useful.” He replied. You sat on his lap and allowed him to wrap his fingers around the neck, softly plucking out the first few chords to the song. “This song is very special to me. It’s about a woman I.. A woman I lost.”

“Well if that’s the case, I want to hear it first before my failure to play it.” You replied sarcastically, removing yourself from his lap and sitting in the chair across from him. You rested your chin in your hands as Chuck finished tuning the guitar and began to strum the opening chords. Blue eyes intently focused on you, you allowed your eyes to sweep over his soft expression before he parted his lips and began to sing.

If I had wings

Like Noah’s dove

I’d fly up the river to the one I love

You couldn’t help but watch in awe as his powerful voice shattered the silence. Who were you to know that such a timid man had such a gift for beautiful music?

Fare thee well, O Honey

Fare thee well

Whether or not it was five minutes or hours by the time he had finished, you weren’t sure. You were more focused on the heaving of his toned chest beneath his teeshirt and the intent fixation of his eyes on you then anything else. “Who was it about?”

“That’s the beauty of the song, y/n.” He replied, motioning you over. You swallowed thickly and sat on his lap, immediately feeling the tension leave your body as you settled back against his chest. “Telling you takes away from the intimacy of the secret.” Chuck turned his head just a fraction, his lips catching your temple as your head fell on his shoulder. “It’s about a very special woman. A remarkable woman with the power to rule the Universe, more beautiful then any galaxy, more important to me then my own life.”

He’d never tell you. Why would he? He was nothing more then a prophet; an awkward, meek prophet who had no chance of ever being with a woman like yourself, especially with Dean Winchester as your best friend.

That was the first time you had really noticed just how beautiful of a soul Chuck Shurley had. He was soft and tender, incredibly respectful of your boundaries, and never moved to push you further then you wanted to be pushed. He was.. He was so loyal to you. A true man of honor - and not only that, but he was the type of man you wanted to be with for the rest of your life.

Part of you felt obligated to Dean Winchester- mostly because he’d never known the kind of unconditional love like you’d shown him and Sam upon first meeting. He had thought once upon a time that you were insane for trusting them so quickly - only to later save them from an angel that was gunning to kill Castiel.

And now with Dean bearing the Mark of Cain, you were moreso obligated to be sure that he didn’t hurt anybody he loved. Cas, Sam, you. He would never forgive himself if he hurt you; whether or not it was physically or emotionally. That was also why you hadn’t immediately gone running back to Chuck.

Because if you did, Dean would no longer no unconditional love. And that alone would be enough to drive him mad, forcing him deeper into the darkness that came with bearing the Mark.

Do you love him?

Or do you feel as if you have to love him?

You groaned out of annoyance and ran your hands over your face, and found yourself pulled into a very precious memory of an early hunt with Dean.

It was the middle of a bitter January winter. You and Team Free Will had just exterminated a group of demons preying on a small town; bloodied and beaten, Castiel had opted to take you back to the motel while Dean drove Sam in the Impala. Your boots crunched against the newly fallen snow as Castiel unhooked his arm from your waist and unlocked the motel door.

“You are shivering. Are you alright?” Cas questioned, tilting his head in that confused fashion you often found adorable as you managed a weak nod. “According to Dean, it is 32 degrees outside.”

“That’s below freezing, Cassie.” You replied, rubbing your hands up and down your arms. “Humans don’t do ell with cold, and it seems like the boys have gotten the crappiest motel possible. There’s almost no heat.” Dean brought Sam into the room and allowed the younger Winchester to collapse on the bed before he threw your three duffel bags onto the floor.

“That’s what body heat is for, darling.” Dean retorted. You quirked an eyebrow as Sam brought himself to his feet and padded towards the bathroom, leaving you alone with his older brother seeing as Cas had left for the store, intent on finding warmer clothes for you. “That angel is ridiculous.”

“That angel is your best friend, and I happen to think he’s quite adorable, thank you very much.” You replied. Silence ensued as Dean laid out on the bigger bed and stared at you, almost as if he was waiting. “What?”

“You said you were cold.” He said softly, arms open wide and beckoning you to fall into them. Blush spread across your cheeks as you crawled onto the mattress and settled into his arms, groaning as your body was encased in warmth. “Chuck sweetheart, you are freezing.”

“You’re so warm.” You whined, tucking your head beneath his chin and spreading your hand out against his chest. Dean swallowed thickly and wrapped his arms around your form, suddenly overwhelmed with an urge to never let you go. Dean hummed quietly under his breath, almost quiet enough for you to not hear him as his fingers gently threaded through your hair. “Hey.”

“Yeah?” He replied sleepily, eyelids fluttering shut as you tucked your knees underneath you.

“Don’t ever let me go.”

Your eyes snapped open to Castiel standing in front of you, clad in trench coat and blue eyes narrowed as you slowly sat up at the waist. “Wow, you are fantastic at impromptu entrances.” You muttered. “What are you doing here, Castiel?”

The fallen Seraph sat down beside you and lightly squeezed your hand. A reassurance that you weren’t alone in the inner battle currently taking place in your mind. “You are a smart, strong, independent woman with a very compassionate heart y/n. I am certain that you will make the right choice.” And with that, he was gone, leaving you alone with your thoughts.

“Please.. please help me make the right choice.” You lifted your voice in a desperate prayer. You wanted nothing more then to feel that happiness that hunting didn’t allow - to feel as if you had a reason to live.

***

After a long night of no sleep and walking to clear your head, you arrived on the familiar doorstep. The air nipped at your skin as you tightened your flannel around your body and rapped your fist against the door, grinning widely when his face greeted you.

“I see you made your choice.” He replied cooly, his laughter emanating against the silence of the morning as he wrapped his arms around your waist and spun the two of you around. Missing puzzle pieces - finally fitting together to make one perfect picture.

“Yes sir.” You whispered, lips gently brushing against his own. “And it was a good one.”

But that’s the real question here - Did you make the right choice? And would your choice cost you, in the end?

I never meant for this

To get so out of hand

But he lied to me

And he told me that you’d never understand...

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