Drew couldn't seem to catch his breath suddenly, his chest heaving as he gulped back air, staring at Dean without really seeeing him until something clicked and he pulled back, burying his face into his hands, still on his knees and looking like he was about to be executed.
He was still for a moment but then there was a little hitch of his shoulders that showed that he'd started crying. He didn't want to be here, he didn't want to.