wasn’t it fun how dean couldn’t even look at seth
he could have easily left him there to ‘fight his own battles’, yet he comes down to the ring, while seth’s being triple-teamed, with a chair and cleans house. but he can’t look at him at all because it’s not about you, seth. he won’t look at him, won’t give him the satisfaction. it can’t be about seth. because he can’t go back to that place. he can’t let his guard down, can’t be weak like he was before. can’t let him crawl his way back into his heart when it’s been broken to pieces too many times already.
it’s not about you, seth, he tells himself. because everything, everything has always been about seth.


