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（ see, the thing about magic is that it's very fucking no bueno for him. it's not exactly a #notallmagicusers scenario, but it's definitely something he's uncomfortable with, so dean's finger gets a fucking look as it ventures close, and that shimmer of light makes his mouth drag down at one corner. he doesn't quite jerk back away from him — he's too controlled for that — but he goes tense in a way that reads ready for a fight rather than scared. ）

Did you skip the FBI training day where they warn you about getting cozy with the cops?

（ aka: what the fuck was that, what did you do, why didn't you ask first!! he thought y'all were bonding, dean!! consent matters!! ）