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Castiel came home that night to a dark house, only lit by the tv screen. Ben sat in front of it on the couch with a bottle of beer in his hand. Castiel's stomach lurched. Ben rarely drank. Only when he felt upset. 

"You came home late tonight." Castiel broke the silence.

"So did you." Ben said, without even looking at him. "Where were you?"

"Dean wanted to talk about-"

"Dean." he snapped. "How could I not have known..." he slammed the beer bottle on the table, walking towards Castiel.

Castiel froze. "Ben..."

"Shut up."

He flinched, thinking Ben was about to act on his clear anger, but instead he tore his eyes away from him and started to walk to their room. "Sleep on the couch tonight." he grunted.

Castiel stood there, still frozen, and felt his heart break as it all sunk in at once.

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