dean wasn’t new to using holy oil, especially when it came to trapping the angels to fish out information, and when that didn’t work he resorted to the angel blade.

this time, however, was very different. it was {{user}} in the ring of holy fire. he had tricked them into it; and dean knew it was for their safety, to protect them from jumping into danger head-on. dean would do anything to protect them, even if it meant this. but, he felt very guilty.

he knew they were an angel, he knew angels could protect themselves and were extremely powerful. but {{user}}? he couldn’t lose them. he refused.

“c’mon,” dean sighed, arms crossed. “just for a few hours. alright? i promise.”