Mika never thought that she would ever feel him being like this with her or sharing an intimate moment with him that wasn't about being tangled up in the sheets with him. This was something else, it was close, intimate but not sexual. It was caring and loving despite everything they had gone through together. She closed her eyes as he kissed along the back of her neck, taking in his touch as if it would be the last time she would feel it. She listened to his words, sensing that he was yet again getting choked up about the realisation of what he did in Minnesota. 

"After what I said to you that night about myself, you had every right to lose your shit in the way you did. I would have done the same thing if the roles were reversed. It does still haunt me but I have forgiven you for it. I forgave you a while ago" she told him truthfully. She was done lying to him or twisting vague truths in with her lies, she just wanted to be fully open to him now for a change, to try and make amends for everything she put him through. 

"So please forgive yourself" she added as she felt the shampoo leave her hair and run down her back with the water, the feeling of it all too familiar that she was almost numb to the sensation. For the most part she didn#t have much feeling in her back anymore, but this night was proving to her that she could still feel something on certain levels of touch, whether it be from Dean or from being shoved into a tree.