Michael knows what lurks in the recesses of Dean’s consciousness – what Dean dreams about, what makes him feel, the dark fantasies he’s terrified of acknowledging. Not that Michael deems what Dean feels or doesn’t feel to be of import, but what he’s gleaned from possessing the hunter is proving to come in handy to manage him.

“I have a surprise for you,” Michael says, adjusting and readjusting his black bowtie as he gazes into the borrowed eyes that stare back at him from the mirror. “I think you’re really going to like it.”

Michael lifts the mask from the vanity and inspects it carefully, picking invisible debris from its slick, red finish before deftly fitting it over Dean’s brow and ocular cavity, settling it against the high cheekbones. “Ahh,” Michael says, admiring his current suit once again. “That’s right, isn’t it?”

He doesn’t expect or even desire Dean to answer, but he feels the hunter stir. Dean has questions. He almost always has questions, but he’s mostly angry, full of rage. Michael likes that about Dean – he can use that.

Michael twists Dean’s lips into a cool smirk, smooths large, strong hands over the crisp fabric of the tuxedo jacket then slowly turns on the sharp, clean heel of the patent balmorals to walk out into the night. 

He didn’t lie to Dean, not this time. He has a surprise for Dean and he looks forward to delivering it.

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And thanks for the opportunity @covered-byroses I’m gonna do my best to get this done in time! xox

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