"Hell yeah I'm serious. I know..." He sighed, trying to think of the words, trying to get this all out. Dean didn't DO emotional, didn't do the chick flick moments and yet this felt like one. Even if just barely. "I know we haven't really been doing this much. But we have this bond and...maybe that had a lot to do with it, but I'd kill that asshole all over again. He was trying to kill you and..." He frowned, not knowing how Eliot might take his next statement, but hoping it wouldn't cause problems. "You're mine. I mean...fuck I'm your alpha, right? Thats what they figured out."
He pressed their lips together again, briefly. "They did deserve it. I'm not gonna let someone hurt you like that again. Fuck I knocked my own brother out after he shot you. With the butt of my gun. And I wasn't fucking gentle."
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He pressed their lips together again, briefly. "They did deserve it. I'm not gonna let someone hurt you like that again. Fuck I knocked my own brother out after he shot you. With the butt of my gun. And I wasn't fucking gentle."