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Y/n : did you bring me here to die

Dean : obviously

Y/n : I can’t tell if you’re being sarcastic or not

Dean : is there a word between sad and mad

Sam : disgruntled,miserable, desolated

Y/n confidently: smad!

Y/n: WHAT THE HELL DEAN DO YOU EVEN LOVE ME?

Dean: says the girl who never sent me flowers

Sam : did you just refer to a shiv as a people opener?

Y/n : should I not have

Dean internally: dammit I’m in love

Dean: hey did it hurt when you fell from heaven?

Y/n:no but it did hurt when I fell from the balcony and I need you to call a fucking ambulance dean

Dean : small animals are more vicious than the bigger ones because they have less space for their anger to be bottled up in

Sam : that’s ridiculous give me one example

Cas: wasps

Charlie: chihuahuas

Jack: terriers

Dean : y/n

Y/n: dean I’m about to slap your soul to Jesus

Dean:y/n!

Y/n: what?

Dean:you keep kicking me in your sleep

Y/n:

Y/n:who said I was asleep

Y/n: hey dean can you help me with the cup it’s on the top shelf

Dean: so you do admit you need my help once in a while

Y/n: don’t fuck with my patience dean I can and will replace you with a stool

Dean: love is weak stupid and annoying and anyone who is in love is pathetic

Sam:

Sam: you’re literally making a birthday card for y/n

*Dean points glue gun at Sam *

Dean: you’re on thin ice Winchester

Y/n: you’re a dumbass

Dean: but I’m your dumbass

*Points at the ring on her finger*

Dean: FOREVAAAA

Y/n: alright if you could wish for anything you want except there are 2 rules. you cant wish for love and you can’t bring someone from the dead what would you wish for

Dean: I would wish that envelopes moan when you lick them

Y/n:

Y/n: there 3 rules!

Y/n : pass the salt

Dean : what’s the magic word?

Y/: *in a sweet voice * .. or eles

Dean:…..here you go my love

Y/n: I need you

Dean : for?

Y/n: ever

Dean *voice cracking* oh okay

Dean: so what do you want to do tonight

Y/n : world domination

Dean : that a little ambitious sweetheart

Y/n: smirking* you’re my world dean

Dean:

Dean:

Dean: wait

Y/n playing with dean’s hair

Dean: stop it you’re running my reputation

Y/n: then get off my lap

Dean:

Dean:no

Soft

Gabriel x reader

Summary: Gabriel gets worried that you don’t take him seriously.

Note: I haven’t written Gabriel before I have done some research about him. 😉 I hope you guys like it

Warning: unprotected smut (don't do this at home), fluff. ********************************************* There was only one way to completely explain Gabriel as a whole being and that was trickster. He may have been lying about the god part but the name was more than fitting. Yeah he was sweet and protective but most of all he was silly, you never had a dull moment with him but that’s one of the reasons why you loved him in the first place.

Yeah the boys had trouble with him and there was a whole fight about him being around but you figured after a while they would get over it. You loved them like family and if you meant anything to them they would see how happy he made you, even when he went too far you couldn’t help but love him for it anyway, but still, he was very good at getting on your nerves some times.

You guys were working on a case some place in Wyoming. This poor kid got shredded to death by the big bad wolf and even after all the research, you and the boys couldn’t find any kind of clue linking the victim to the wolf. Dean bored out of his mind went out to the bar to ‘get to know the locals and find some clues’ and Sam went to actually get some info from the police station and keep an eye on Dean.

You sat in the brightly colored love seat in your picturesque little motel room with a book on werewolves. But you heard a sound that you weren’t expecting especially because both the boys were out. The fluttering of wings, you were expecting someone to pop out of no where and scare you like one of the angels usually did, But this time gabe walked out of the bathroom calmly, you jumped the tiniest bit. “What are you doing? ”, he smirked and sat down at the edge of your bed. “Walking into your motel room, what are you doing?”. You smiled and rolled your eyes, “just researching for this case”.

“It’s a werewolf and you guys know that, don’t you know enough about them already?”. You laughed a little, “of course I know a lot about werewolves but you can never know too much about what your hunting, trust me it comes in handy”, he shot you a bored look. “I know-”, he stopped himself from finishing his whining, which was definitely odd, odd for even him. He straightened himself out, “toss me a book, I’ll help you”. This threw you out of the water, Gabriel never liked to read and usually by now he would be teasing you, there was something wrong with him.

“Are you feeling alright?”, you asked handing him one of the books off the table. “Of course I am, are you feeling ok?” He asked opening the book to the first page, giving the words an exhausted look, and then looking up to you hopefully. “Yeah I’m perfectly fine”, you answered staring at him from your book. He just stared down at the pages with a worried look on his face. “You don’t have to read if you don’t want to, I was getting bored of it anyway”, you said looking at his reaction suspiciously. “ I can keep researching if you want to go do something”, he said shooting you a small reassuring smile.

You couldn’t take it anymore, “what’s going on with you gabe?!”. He looked up at you shocked, “what do you mean, why are you yelling?”. You made outrageous hand gestures towards him holding the book, “I'm not yelling, look at you, your reading a book, about werewolves, you didn’t scare me when you popped into my room and you haven’t teased me because we are alone. What’s wrong with you?”. He only looked down into the book nervously and murmured, “nothings wrong with me, this is how I normally am”. You rolled your eyes and pulled the book out of his hands and set it down on the table.

You sat down on the bed next to him, “are you kidding me? Do you really think I’m that stupid?”, he shook his head somberly. You lightly pushed him. “You come in here acting like this, your an archangel, a trickster, and you expect me not to be worried about you. Come on what’s going on?”.

“Is that all you see me as?”, his words startled you a bit. “What do you mean?”, he looked down at his hands with a sad look on his face, “y/n, I love you, I really do. But do you only see me as a trickster, a lovable goofball?”. He looked around the room avoiding eye contact with you, “I don’t just want to be a goofy clown who annoys you all the time, I suck at being normal, i’m sorry”. Gabriel was never this straightforward with you so you just shook your head and grabbed his hands, “of course your not just the goofy clown to me, and you don’t need to be good at being normal. your so sweet and although you don’t like me to think so, your a big softy and I love that side of you. I hope that no one else gets to see it besides me, cause I love you”. He looked up at you with his signature smirk which brought the smile back to your face.

“See there’s that dashing millionaire smile I’ve been missing”, he shook his head and wrapped his hands around your waist. He threw his leg over to your other side and slid you up to the top of the bed. He pulled himself up hovering above you, “no one else gets to see this side of me except you”. He leaned down and kissed you softly. He sat himself up and snapped his fingers making all the lights in the room go out. You laughed and shook your head, “what if the boys come home early”. You saw the details of his face with the dim blue moon light That shined through the window, he smiled, “they won’t, trust me”.

He leaned down and brushed his lips against yours before kissing you longer than he had before. He trailed his hands up until he reached your face before cupping your cheeks softly and kissing you again. You had one arm around on his Neck and the other holding onto his face. He couldn’t hold back the smile and kissed you over and over again. You smiled too and leaned your forehead on his. “You know, I’m more serious than you think”, he said teasingly. “Oh yeah?”. He kissed you again, “definitely”. He put his hands on the bottom of your shirt and you sat up allowing him to pull it off of you. As he pulled his own shirt off you unbuttoned your pants and helped him afterwards. He moved back and sat on his knees, after you had gotten your pants off he carefully pulled your legs around his waist.

But this time as he leaned down to touch you he only lightly traced his fingers over your skin softly. the cold air mixed with the feeling of his warm skin was refreshing.

He reached his hands up to your back and oh so carefully kissed your neck. You wrapped your hands around his neck and after he had gotten situated he caressed your back so softly it made his callused hands feel smooth. He held you delicately as if you were made of glass and if he held on any tighter you'd break. No one had been this careful with you or touched you with so much passion at the same time. Afterwards he held you close to him, you could feel his warm shallow breath on the back of your neck. He whispered to you, “I really do love you more than anything in this world, and that’s the whole truth”. The whole world was silent and if you ever had to chose one moment to be stuck in forever it was this one. You smiled in the dark and held onto his arms, “I love you too, so much more than anything”.

Ok you guys let's do this

I know I haven't been on in billions of years but I want be back. Please send in some request, I want to start my account back up. Get the request going guys. We can do it...

Any character and a number...

1. "That wasn't very smart".

2. "Please tell me you didn't do that".

3. "Ok fine, I'm sorry, get off of me"

4. "I didn't mean for this to happen"

5. "I wish I didn't have to feel like this anymore".

6. "Why can't you just try to understand"

7. "I love you, but this can't happen anymore"

8. "Are you coming back to bed?"

9. "I love your stupid face, jerk"

10. (Insert dialog here)

Opening Eyes - Castiel/Misha Imagine

Summary: Sam Dean and the reader are transported back to the world where they are all actors. There are a few surprises along the way.

Requested By: @jayde0602

Coughing you turned over as water spluttered from your lungs. ‘Alright Y/n, you’re alright’ You felt someone pat your back. You groaned and sat up slowly. Sam was before you holding his head groaning. Dean was on his hands and knees coughing and spluttering. You bolted over to him. ‘Woah there bud’ You smacked his back. He grunted. You heard Sam curse behind you. 'Jensen, you okay?’ You looked up at the man kneeling at Dean’s head who was patting his back.

He had a headset on him. You glanced around. Men and women stood around the three of you. There was cameras and computers and cars behind them. A tent stood on the far side of the clearing you had been in before you had passed out. You all were on the edge of the bank of the lake you had jumped in to avoid the stupid Angel battle. Angel battle, Cas. where was Cas. He had disappeared into the crowd after shouting at you and Winchesters to jump. Your head snapped around looking for him. 'Crap’ Dean grunted. 'Not again’ You felt hands on you and you jumped. Sam dragged you to your feet and then you both reached down to help Dean up. 'Not again?’ You muttered as someone wrapped a large grey blanket around you.

Dean grunted shrugging away from the one being draped around his. You shot him a glare and he sighed allowing the smaller man to do the same to him. 'The weird universe where we’re actors’ He grumbled hugging the blanket tighter to him. 'Are you three okay?’ A short plump man rushed forwards checking you and the boys over. 'We’ve radioed the paramedics, they’re on their way’ You wondered why you would need them, but then remembered that you were probably just actors and things like this were a big deal.

You allowed a smile to grace your face. 'We are fine’ You assured him. 'Although I think in need of a lie down, or a tea break’ The man waved you off. 'Of course, take the rest of the day off and however long you guys need to recover’ He gestured a boy over to you. 'Bob, get them to the tent and some tea and chocolate, chocolates good for shock’ The kid nodded and stuttered out for you three to follow him.

You did. Dean wrapped his arm around your shoulder and pulled you under his blanket with him when he noticed you shivering. 'You alright doll?’ He whispered as you leaned into him. You nodded. 'How will we get back?’ You looked up at him as you made your way out of the group of people. 'What about Cas? What if he needs us and we can’t help?’ Your hands gripped your blanket tighter.

Dean let out a laugh and Sam smirked. 'Course you worry about the Angel’ You felt your cheeks heat up. Typical Dean. His best friend was back home possible dead and he decided to tease you. It was no secret, to anyone, that you were head over heels for the angel. But Cas had always failed to notice. At first you had taken him as shy and oblivious when he ignore your advances. Now you had just stopped, given up on them. It was true he was oblivious but he was also an Angel. He had no interest in you, he had no interest in humans like that. He saw them as fascinating creations, no more. That didn’t stop you crushing on him though.

Everytime you seen Cas you fell for him that little more. It was the eyes. The eyes that just shone goodness. The bright blue that would settle on you and send shivers down your spine. The full lips that just begged to be kissed, that he would part when he was confused. The lost look he would get when he didn’t understand something, oh you just wanted to take him in your arms and run your hands through those dark brown locks.

But what really made you fall for him was just him. How he was always there, how much he cared about humanity. How he had willingly gone against Heaven to help Sam and Dean. He was kind and selfless and good. He was pure and one of the best people you had ever met.

You glared up at Dean and he just smirked. 'Y/n’ You heard your name being shouted and you looked away from Dean. Your breath caught in your throat when your eyes fell on him.

Cas

He was running towards you. The trench coat flapping behind him. His hair was messed up. His eyes wide and a panicked look on his face as he sped towards you. 'Cas’ You breathed out. You slipped from under Dean he was saying something but you ignored him as you began to walk forwards faster than the others. Dean tried to grab you saying something but you were only focused on the Angel who looked pale and worried.

As soon as you were in reaching distance Cas reached out and took you in his arms. Your eyebrows furrowed as he pulled you into his chest. Tensing as he buried his face in your wet hair. 'I heard what happened. Are you okay? You’re not hurt? Oh I’m so glad you’re okay baby’ You slowly reached around and wrapped you arms around him too. Since when did Castiel hug you? And call you baby? And be this open about affection.

He pulled away slightly. His hands came up wiping your hair from your face. 'You are right? I don’t need to bring you to hospital? The medics have given you the okay?’ He leaned down his eyes searching yous. His hand on your cheek his thumb rubbing against your cold skin. You instinctively leaned into it likig the warmth of his skin against yours. 'You’re freezing’ He commented. 'But I’m okay, I’m not hurt. I’m just a little cold’ You reassured him.

You seen the tension leave his shoulder and the worry disappeared from his face replaced by relief. 'Thank God’ He breathed. 'I don’t know what I’d do if anything happened to you’ He smiled and then leaned down. Your eyes widened as he pressed his lips against yours. You tensed in his arms before sighing and leaning into him. He pulled away from the long peck and leaned his forehead against yours. His lips were as soft as they look. And set your body alive before. You gulped as he hugged you tighter. 'Cas’ You breathed.

He grunted. You opened your eyes and were met with those beautiful blue eyes. Only there was something different. There wasn’t as much innocence, as much pain, but there was happiness, real happiness. Something you didn’t see in Cas often, if at all. He chuckled. 'You just called me Cas again’ You opened you mouth furrowing your eyebrows at his confusion. Why was that funny to him? You always called him Cas.

Unless this wasn’t Castiel. That would explain why he had kissed you, the hug too, the baby, the affection. This wasn’t Castiel. The realisation made you pull away from him a little although you couldn’t escape the tight hold he had on you. 'Wait, you don’t actually think I’m Cas do you?’ The worry was back on his face. His eyebrows furrowed. His hands reached out and he took your ams. His hands running up and down it trying to gt some warmth into you 'Baby, did you hit your head?’ It explained why his voice was so different. He hadn’t got the same deep tone. 'Baby, it’s me, Misha’ He said hesitantly. You gulped and nodded. 'I-I know, slip of the tongue?’ Even to you it sounded more like a question. What the hell was going on?

You felt a hand on your shoulder and jumped a little. You slipped away from this Misha guy, Misha, that was an odd name. You stepped back and into Dean’s chest. 'Jensen, Jared’ Cas, no Misha, threw his arms around Sam, or Jared as he knew him. 'Glad you’re okay man, When I heard they had dragged you out unconscious-’ Misha’s voice cracked. Sam cautiously wrapped his arms around Misha patting his back. ‘We’re alright man, we’re good’ He reassured the smaller man.

You glanced up at Dean, who looked slightly bored by this. 'Jensen’ Misha pulled away and reached around you wrapping his arms around Dean. 'Man, I was so scared, I came down as soon as I heard. Thank God, you’re all okay’ Dean patted his back. 'We’re good buddy’ You smiled as Misha pulled away a smile on his face. He left his hands on Dean’s shoulders. 'You still terrified me, worst moment of my life’ He pursed his lips and instinctively you reached out.

You dropped your hands remembering that this wasn’t Castiel. But he had seen anyway. 'Right, we’ll get you out of those wet clothes’ He smiled down at you reaching out. He took your hand in his and pulled you close to him. He ran his hands up your arms and down your back. 'The paramedics are in the tent, and I have to get them tea’ The shy man told Misha. Misha rubbed his hands up and down your back creating warmth.

The man holding you looked down at him. 'That’s smart’ He smiled at him. 'Would you get it ready? The lake is cold and Y/n is shivering’ Misha stopped moving hands and put pressure on your back making you step closer and pressed you against him. You smiled up at him. The kid nodded and ran off towards the tent. 'Your clothes are still in the trailer' Misha wrapped his arm around you tucking you into his side. You knew you shouldn't have but you snuggled into his side. The heat he gave off was too much to resist.

You spotted your name on a small drawer. Y/n Collins, well it was your first name anyway. Beside it was Jensen Ackles, Dean, Jared Padalecki, Sammy. You froze when you spotted the next name. Misha Collins, he had the same last name as you. Sam and Dean walked over to their drawers straight away pulling out clothes. You trailed behind them your eyes flicking between your name and Mishas. ‘Put some dry clothes on and we’ll get you to the tent as quick as we can’ Misha squeezed you and pressed a kiss to your temple.

He went to his drawer pulling out his own clothes. It was a plain jeans and jumper combo. Damn you had always wanted to see Cas in casual clothes. You had loved the suit but you always wondered. You opened your own drawer to find a simple jeans and oversized jumper. You smiled. It looked comfortable. You tensed and became numb. In a small plastic bag was a gold band and another ring with diamonds on it. You were married.

Sam and Dean just stripped, of course and were clothed in no time. 'Time to get me some coffee, you okay?' His voice brought you out of your trance. Dean rubbed his hands together and breathed in them. You nodded. ‘Yeah, I’ll catch up’ He leaned down and pressed a kiss to your drying hair. 'Least you got to kiss Cas, or someone who looks like him' He chuckled leaving. Sam gave you a look asking you silently if it was okay to leave you here. You nodded after Dean, he needed to get wam too and they were both still as old as ice. He squeezed your shoulder before leaving you and a shirtless Misha alone in the trailer.

Your eyes trailed over his chest. Damn he was hot, those hips would be the death of you. You looked up as he pulled on his top. ‘It must be still sinking in for them' Misha was looking at you with furrowed eyebrows. You blushed looking down. 'They don't seem to care that they almost drown' You dropped the blanket and looked up at him again. 'Almost drown?' Your voice came out a whimper. Cas-no, Misha’s eyes widened. He dropped his jumper and rushed forwards. 'Baby, it’s okay. They got you out. You're okay' He took your hands in his. He had a wedding band on his finger. 'I'm so sorry you went through that' He raised his hand and you followed the glint of the band as it made its way towards your face.

A jolt of electricity went through you as this man laid his hand on your cheek. 'You’re safe now, I got you baby' You gulped. 'Misha Collins' You breathed as realisation dawned on you. You were married to this man. You were married to the man who looked like Castiel, who played Castiel in the show about the boys lives. You were married to him. It was the only logical explanation. 'You're worryin me, get dressed, you're still freezing. I need to get you checked out' He dropped his hands and reached into your drawer pulling out your clothes.

Misha sat on the small couch in the corner as you pulled off your boots and jeans. You tried to hide as much as possible. He may look like Cas, he may be your husband but that still didn't mean you were comfortable being naked around him. You pulled off you top and reached around to undo your bra.

You cursed silently unable to undo it because of your numb fingers. ‘I got you’ Two large warm hands covered your pulling them away from the clasp. Misha undid the bra and then picked your jumper from the drawer. He handed it to you. ‘Thanks Misha’ You smiled at him. He reached out and put his hand on the small of your back. ‘Baby you’re still freezing’ He sounded worried. You slipped off your bra and pulled on your jumper.

You smiled as the warm material engulfed you. You never wore anything like this back in your own universe. It was cosy. You tensed when Misha’s hands began to rub circles on your back. ‘You’re so tense, it’s okay. You’re safe’ He began to knead the knots out of your back. Damn those hands were good. You felt yourself loosening up. You sighed and leaned back onto his hands. ‘Come on, maybe some coffee will warm you up’ He took his hands from your skin and you frowned.

You shook your head trying to remind yourself this man wasn’t Castiel. You turned and wrapped your arms around yourself. ‘Here’ He pulled his blue pullover from his head. ‘Misha no, I’m fine’ You protested and grabbed his arms. ‘No, questions. No way I’m letting my wife get sick’ You stopped at the word wife, you were this guy’s wife. You never thought you’d hear anyone call you their wife.

When your were preoccupied Misha maneuvered you into the jumper. He reached around you. ‘Misha’ You grabbed his arm. ‘Eh, what happened?’ He grabbed the plastic bag taking out the two rings. ‘You guys jumped into the lake for a scene and never came out’ He grabbed your hand slipping the rings onto your finger. ‘You’re getting warmer’ He said with a smile his eyes on your finger. You could see the happiness in his eyes as he looked up at you.

He raised his hand and cupped your cheek. ‘Y/n’ He whispered and man you loved hearing your name falling from those lips, especially with the love that was put behind the word. He didn’t have the same grit in his voice as Castiel did but it still made you happy. ‘From now on, the stunt guys are doing that. I can’t lose you’ You seen his eyes behind to tear up and you felt your heart break.

You wrapped your arm around his shoulders pulling him down to you. He wrapped his arms around your waist. He buried his face in your neck pressing a quick kiss to the skin. ‘It’s okay, I’m fine’ You ran your hands over his black hair. ‘It should be me reassuring you’ You shook your head as he clung to you.

Misha had his arm around you when you walked into the tent. The boys were sitting at a table sipping on coffees. A medic was checking Sam over. Misha was wearing a spare jumper he had. It wasn’t as warm as the one you were wearing but he had insisted he was okay with what he was wearing. But you had seen him shiver a little as he walked out of the trailer. ‘I’ll see if I can get you a blanket, go get the medic to check you over’ You nodded as he leaned down and pressed his lips to your forehead.

Dean smirked and slid you a coffee as you sat down opposite him. ‘Looks like you two are hitting it off’ He smirked and you took a sip of your coffee. The medic sat down beside you and began to check you over. ‘We should’ You growled and held up your hand. Dean choked on his coffee when he seen your rings. ‘You two are married? You married Cas?’ Sam gaped at you. The medic looked up at him with a furrowed brow. ‘They’ve been married for over 6 years Jared, maybe I should check you over again’ Sam’s eyes widened.

You cleared your throat. ‘He does that all the time to mess with me. Ignore him’ You smiled down at the medic. He chuckled and nodded. ‘Sounds like him’ You nodded taking another sip of your coffee. ‘Well, you’re all lucky. You’re okay, all I’d say is rest’ The three of you thanked him and he nodded packing his bag. You leaned across the table to the two boys. ‘How the hell do we get out of here?’ You whispered. Dean smirked. ‘You sure you wana go, you seem to be having fun’ You glared at him. ‘Shut up, and stop making jokes’ Sam chuckled a little when Dean scoffed glaring back at you. ‘Last time we had to wait until they came and got us, there’s no magic over here’ Your mouth dropped open. ‘You’re telling me we’re stuck here’ You groaned and laid your head on the hand.

You jumped as you felt someone drape something over your shoulders. You jumped and your head shot up. ‘I got you all blankets’ Misha handed the two boys blankets of their own. ‘Thanks buddy, but-eh- we’re-’ Dean cut himself off when he seen the glare you were giving him. ‘Yeah, thanks’ Sam chuckled beside him and they pulled the blankets around you. ‘What did the medic say?’ Misha sat beside you and laid his hand on your. You furrowed your eyebrows as you realised it wasn’t as warm as before. ‘That we’re all okay, see you’re worrying for nothing’ You reassured him.

The way he worried about you and the boys reminded you of Castiel. Except Misha was a lot more open about that, well to be honest he was a lot more open about everything. You looked down at Misha’s hand. ‘I knew you’d get cold only wear that tiny thing’ You scolded him. You took your hand from his and reached up to the blanket. ‘Oh no you don’t’ You frowned at him. ‘You’re getting cold Misha’ You snapped. ‘You need it more’ He retorted. You grunted. ‘I have two jumpers on. I’ll be fine’ He shook his head. ‘Just take the blanket’ He gripped the blanket securing it around you. ‘Y/n’ He snapped. ‘Misha’ You snapped back.

Dean laughed across the table. ‘You two bicker like an old married couple’ He laughed at you two. You both looked away from each other and at him. ‘We are’ Misha laughed. ‘Okay, yeah I am a little cold’ He grabbed one edge of the blanket and scooted closer to you. Her wrapped it around his shoulder. You felt his arm wrap around you and you leaned into him. ‘We can go back to the apartments whenever you want’ He told you all as the boys stared at you. ‘You guys can stay in the spare room. I want to make sure you’re okay’ Misha told them as you drank the rest of your coffee.

Dean held up his hands shaking his head. ‘Nah man, me and Sa-Jared can stay in ours’ He stated. ‘We got a place right?’ Misha nodded. ‘Listen, Misha’ Sam leaned forwards. ‘We’re beat, we just wana hit the hay. Jensen can stay in mine’ Misha’s eyes narrowed as he thought. ‘They’ll be fine together’ You laid your hand on his knee and he looked at you. ‘The medic said for them to rest, they’d be comfier in their own’ You reasoned. Misha sighed and nodded. ‘Alright, are you ready to go?’ He laid his hand on yours and you nodded. The quicker you got back the quicker the boys could try and fix this. You would keep Misha occupied.

The car ride back was quiet. You were being drove by a large man called Cliff, he was the boy’s bodyguard seemingly. You had yawned and curled up into Misha’s side before falling asleep. Almost an hour and a half later you groaned at the feeling of being jostled. ‘Go back to sleep Baby’ You heard a deep voice. ‘We’re almost there’ You smiled cuddling back into the chest. You were being carried. ‘Cas’ You breathed out recognising the voice, although it wasn’t the same. You heard a chuckle. That wasn’t Cas’ laugh. Your eyes shot open and you looked up. You were being carried by Cas.

Then it all hit you. You were in the other world. This was Misha, your husband. His face was set as he held you. For a second he looked just like Castiel, just like your Angel. Only there was a sparkle of happiness in his eyes. ‘We’ll see you two tomorrow, you need anything just call’ That was when you realised you were stopping outside a door. ‘Eh-ca-Misha, you wouldn’t have a key’ Misha chuckled and bent letting you down. ‘You guys are forever forgetting your keys’ You stood and leaned against the wall. as the three boys walked down the hall.

Misha was a lot more carefree as he walked. He didn’t walk like he held the world on his shoulders, Cas did. He let the boys into an apartment not too far down the hall from you. ‘You could have went in’ He laughed as he came back to you. ‘No key’ You shrugged. The blanket was still around you and Misha wrapped his arms around you sweeping you up into a hug. You reached around patting his back. While you liked the affecting, you really did, It was weird getting affection off a man who looked so much like the man you had grown to really care about. ‘I don’t know how I could have come back here if something had of happened to you’ He pressed a kiss to your head. He pulled away a little making you look up at him.

His eyes were full of hurt. ‘I don’t know how I could have told them’ He breathed and you smiled. ‘But I’m fine’ He nodded and leaned down pressing his lips to yours again. You tensed a little. But then you realised this could be your only chance to kiss Cas, or even a man who even came close to Cas. And he was your husband after all. You relaxed leaning into the kiss pressing yourself into him. He smiled and pulled away. ‘I love you Y/n’ He breathed. You closed your eyes and a wide smile spread across your face. For a second you imagines it was cas saying it to you. ‘I love you too’ You breathed out feeling like you had to say it back.

He pulled away and opened the door. ‘We’re home’ He called walking into the apartment. You furrowed your eyebrows and cautiously walked in behind him. Who was he talking to. ‘Daddy’ A scream pierced your ears. You froze as a small blond boy, no older than 5 came running out of one of the bedrooms. Misha bent and swept him up into your arms. ‘Mom’ He reached out to you. ‘Momma’ Your head snapped back to the same doorway. Out came another child. A little girl, she had make up smeared all over her face, although you could tell a good chunk of it had been washed away.

She ran towards you. ‘No, Mommy’s sick do-’But before Misha could finish his sentence she had reached you. You dropped the blanket and wrapped her up in your arms. This little thing had called you Momma, you were her mother. You had kids. One of the things that was forbidden in your world, something you could never think of. You had it, you had a child. And she was beautiful. You buried your face in her neck and she giggled winding her arms around your neck.

God, she was so beautiful. ‘You’re home early’ You ignored the voice as the child wiggled in your arms. ‘There was an incident at work’ Misha said and you finally looked up. A woman in her thirties stood in the doorway. She put her hand to her chest. ‘Oh, I hope everything is okay’ You smiled at her. ‘Everything’s fine’ You began to make your way to Misha and reached out for the little boy who had called you Mom. ‘I’m glad, I was just about to make dinner, I can stay if you want’ The woman told you both. You took the boy from Misha’s arms and snuggled into him too. Dinner? What time was it? It was almost dark. ‘No, no but thank you’ You looked at her. ‘I can make it’ You told her and she nodded.

Making dinner was always something you had wanted to do. It had always been diner food or packaged meals for you. And even when you did make dinner it was something for the boys or a single meal for yourself. This was different, this time you’d be making it for your family. ‘Baby, you ju-’ You shushed Misha. ‘I’m fine, let me make dinner’ You gave him the best puppy eyes you could having learned the art from Sam. He sighed and nodded. ‘I’ll see you tomorrow then’ Misha nodded at the woman showing her to the door and helping her with her coat.

You walked into the kitchen and out the two kids on the counter. ‘Alright, what will we be having?’ You asked them. The little girl clapped her hands screaming potatoes. The boy just shook his head shouting pasta. You laughed as you watched your children. ‘You should be resting, I’ll cook’ You turned to see Misha walking in a stern look on his face. ‘You help’ You beamed at him. ‘And it’s pizza night’ He told you as if he was reminding you. You smiled and wrapped your arms around him.

You leaned up and pressed a kiss to his cheek, and then tensed. What were you doing, this wasn’t your family. This was other you’s family. You had been so caught up in the fact that you had kids, and they were absolutely beautiful, and had Cas’ eyes, and that you had a home with them, and a husband. And you were going to be making dinner for them that you had forgotten that this wasn’t really you. They weren’t really yours, he wasn’t really yours. And more importantly.

He wasn’t Cas.

But the smile he gave you made all the tension in your body disappear. ‘I’ll go get this little one-’ He let go of you and grabbed his daughter twirling her around. She let out a loud laugh as she spun. A smile spread onto your face. ‘-All cleaned up, and then I’ll be back. Don’t over do it’ Misha told you as he stopped spinning. He bent and pressed a kiss to your forehead and the little boy made a disgusted face when he seen. ‘What’s with the face, mister’ You teased watching Misha walk out and then you picked up your son. He only made the face again as you laughed. ‘Come on, you’re helping with dinner’ You planted him on the floor and ruffled his hair. You decided you liked being a Mom and it made your heart sink that in your world you never could be, and these kids would never exist.

You softly closed the door behind you with a sigh. You were worn out. Those kids were energetic. After dinner you had all played for an hour or two before you had turned on a cartoon for them. Misha had gone round to check on the boys leaving you alone with them for 10 minutes or so. He had come back worried about them because they weren’t there. You had ended up having to reassure him that they were probably just gone to the store or something.

You loved how much he cared for the boys, you really did. This man was amazing. Fake you was really lucky to be married to him. He was kind and open and best of all he made you laugh. And he was an amazing father. The kids loved him and you could tell he loved them, more than anything in this world. Eventually you had given them both a bath before putting them to bed.

You had read them a story and sang them a song before just sitting and watching them sleep. They had taken after their father definitely. They were beautiful, having a little mischievous glint in their eyes that you had seen in Misha’s. ‘They took a long time to get to sleep’ You turned looking behind you.

Misha was crouching by the fireplace the flames leaping in the in front of him. ‘They fell asleep over an hour ago’ You admitted and he laughed standing. He opened his arms to you. ‘This is the first night in over two weeks where we’re not working’ He smiled as you walked towards him. ‘I pulled out the wine’ He nodded towards the coffee table as you stepped into his arms. ‘We can watch that new movie we wanted to watch’ You wrapped your arms around him smiling and closing your eyes. ‘Sounds good’ You could get used to this. The normal life, no hunting, no magic. A family, kids and a husband. Yeah this was something you had longed for without even realising it. Something you couldn’t have back in your universe

You yawned as the credits rolled. You were curled up into Misha’s chest as he wrapped his arms around you. You snuggled further into the blanket he had gotten and laid over you two. ‘Tired?’ He pressed a kiss to your head. You nodded closing your eyes. ‘Time for bed so’ You shook your head. If you went to sleep you might wake up in your world. You wanted to savour this for just a while longer. You leaned back looking up at him. His eyes shone in the light of the fire as he looked down at you. A small smile on his full pink lips. God, he was so handsome. His hair fell down on his forehead, not in his usual Cas style but a Misha style. It was untidy and messy and begged for you to fix it, but it looked too good on him to fix.

He chuckled and slipped out from underneath you and stood holding out his hand. ‘The medic told you to rest, come on’ You groaned and stood. He had been looking after you all night, not that you didn’t like it. You actually did, you liked someone looking after you, someone there for you. He fussed over you, something you weren’t used to. Being a hunter meant you looked after yourself, you got back up and dusted yourself off when something happened. You didn’t make a big deal of it.

But here was this man making a fuss over you, making sure you were warm enough, you were always comfortable. More than one he had felt your forehead just to make sure you didn’t have a temperature. You squealed and wrapped your arms around his neck as he swept you up into his arm. He chuckled and began walking towards another room. He kicked it open and you gasped. ‘Shhh’ You hushed him. ‘The kids are asleep’ Yeah, you really did like this being a Mother, you had slipped into the role easier than you had imagined. Misha dropped you on the bed and leaned down over it. ‘I know’ He winked and pressed a chaste kiss to your lips.

Before you could react he pulled away and walked towards the drawers beside the door. He opened it before pulling out a t shirt and tossed it to you. ‘I’ll go check everything is okay and you get changed. You cocked your eyebrow sitting up. ‘If you wanted me naked you could have just asked. Misha rolled his eyes laughing as he walked out of the room.

You curled up under the blankets. Damn they were comfy. You looked up as Misha walked back in. He closed the door behind him causing the room to darken. You heard him walking towards the bed and you could hear him shedding the layers f clothing he was wearing. You felt the bed shake and him curse. You laughed a little and he grumbled but you could hear the laughter behind it. You sat up and held out your hand. ‘Here, you’d think you’d know where the bed was’ You felt him take your hand and you guided him onto the bed.

He slipped under the covers and yanked you closer to him. You felt his skin against you. Your eyes widened realising he was wearing nothing but boxers. Your legs tangled together. You blushed, you were only wearing one of his large shirts. You gently ran your fingers over his torso as you laid your head on his shoulder. He tangled his fingers in your hair before tilting your head up. ‘I love you’ He breathed and pressed his lips to yours. You melted into the kiss sighing as your lips moved against his. You knew you shouldn’t be doing this, this wasn’t your life, he wasn’t your husband. But you could enjoy this, you could enjoy this perfect little life you had, for as long as you had it.

You turned over away from the heat source groaning. You smiled, never had you had a motel room so comfortable, and these sheets were so soft. You tensed panicking when you heard a groan behind you and you felt an arm fall over your waist and tugged you back into a chest. You looked over your shoulder. Cas?

No, no it was Misha. You turned in his arms. There was a dull grey light coming from the window meaning it was early morning. You reached your hand up running your fingers along his cheekbones. His skin was so soft. Your fingers ran along that jawline you had admired since you had seen Cas, the prickle of is growing stubble made you smile. You jumped a little as you heard a small bang outside.

Your head snapped towards the door. You gently lifted Misha’s arm from around you. You slid out of the bed. You quietly padded towards the door opening it as quietly as you could. You peaked around the corner of the room. Your eyes landed on a dark figure standing at the end of the hallway. They reached out putting their hand on the kids room door.

You jumped out and rushed forwards. Before they could move you grabbed the back of their shirt and slammed them into the wall. You pushed your arm into the back of their neck. ‘The hell’ You heard a grunt. ‘Dean’ You hissed and stood back. ‘Who else would it be?’ He turned glaring at you. You rolled your eyes. ‘What the hell are you doing here?’ You whispered as you walked back to the room and closed the door. Misha was sleeping still.

Dean opened his mouth to speak but you shushed him and pointed him in the direction of the kitchen. ‘What’s going on?’ You whispered walking over to the sink to get a glass of water. Dean didn’t respond for a moment. ‘We got a call, me and Sam, last night’ You nodded and turned. You froze, you hadn’t heard anyone else knocking around.

You gulped as you seen his eyes met yours after he took in your attire. ‘Cas?’ You breathed. It looked like him. That suit you loved and covered in the trench coat/ You had never noticed how rigid his posture was before, you guessed you were just used to it but you noticed now. You noticed how his shoulders were back his back straight and his face stoic. He nodded. ‘Yes Y/n’ The gravelly voice sent shivers through you.

You beamed as you put down your glass and rushed forwards. You threw your arms around his shoulders. Dean cleared his throat but you didn’t care. ‘Eh- Y/n’ Dean chuckled. You knew your shirt was riding up but you just wanted your arms around Cas. Cas hesitantly and loosely wrapped his arms around you. You felt your heart fall a little.

You sighed and pulled away from him stepping away looking down at your fingers. ‘Cas can get us back’ Sam rushed to cover up the awkward situation. You looked up at him. ‘What about everyone here? Will they remember? Or will it go back to yesterday?’ Cas cleared his throat. ‘It will be as if you were never here’ You nodded a little sadly. ‘Oh’ Was all you could say.

Sam reached out and put his hand on your shoulder. ‘Y/n?’ You looked up at him. ‘Wha- what if I don’t want to? Go back I mean?’ Sam furrowed his eyebrows. ‘I mean- what do I have to go back to?’ You pulled away from. ‘An empty apartment I’m never in, smelly motels that I stay a few days so I can kill a monster. I don’t even talk to people I know for months on end, before this case I hadn’t seen ye in almost 5 months’ You threw your hands up in the air. ‘I have everything here, a family, a nice house. I have everything I can’t have back there. Everything I wanted’ You felt the tears pool in your eyes.

Sam looked surprised. You didn’t dare look at Cas. ‘Y/n’ You froze as you heard your name coming in a soft call. Your eyes widened. ‘Hide’ You pushed Cas behind one of the worktops and into the corners. You were wiping the last tear away as Misha came into the room. ‘Hey’ You smiled softly at him. He looked at the boys. ‘What are you all doing up so early?’ You shrugged. ‘Came up for some water heard them knocking’ You explained walking over to him. ‘Why don’t you go back to bed?’ You suggested as you took his hand. ‘Baby’ His hand came up cradling your cheek. ‘Are you crying?’ His eyes widened.

You gulped and shook your head. ‘Yes you have been’ He accused. ‘What happened?’ He bent to your level. ‘Are you okay?’ You reached up and took his lips between your fingers closing them. He raised his eyebrow and you giggled. ‘I stubbed my toe I’m fine Honey’ You felt his lips pull at your fingers and you knew he was smiling. You let go of his lips and they stretched onto his face, his teeth showing. ‘The boys are leaving soon’ You told him. He nodded. ‘Is your toe okay?’ you nodded. ‘Go back to bed Honey’ He chuckled and looked at Sam and Dean

He quirked an eyebrow. ‘What would I do without her huh? Always putting me in my place’ He chuckled. ‘Alright, love you’ Misha leaned down and pressed his lips to yours again. You pulled away and buried your face in his chest. He wrapped his arm around your waist and the other held you against him. Your arms wrapped around his waist and you sighed closing your eyes. ‘Momma’ You both pulled away.

Your daughter stood in the doorway rubbing her eyes. You pulled away from Misha. ‘Yes Baby?’ You bent and picked her up putting her up into your arms and putting her on your hip. ‘M’thirsty’ Misha nodded and began to walk into the kitchen. ‘I got it’ Dean rushed. Sam put his hand on Misha’s shoulder stopping him. If Misha went any further into the kitchen he was likely to see Cas standing in the corner.

Dean handed the little girl a cup of water. ‘Thank Jenjen’ You smiled down at the little girl as she gave Dean a lazy smile. Misha chuckled. ‘I’ll put her back to bed, then I’ll wait for you in ours’ Misha took the little girl from your arms. He leaned down and pressed a quick kiss to your lips. ‘You guys should take the day off’ Misha told the boys. ‘Me and Y/n are going to bring the kids to the park if you want to join us’ Sam smiled and nodded. ‘Sure, sure we’d love to’ Misha smiled. ‘Alright, night guys’  They both said goodnight to him and Misha kissed your head before leaving the room.

Your eyes stayed on the spot that the two people had disappeared. ‘This isn’t you life Y/n’ Sam said when Misha was out of earshot. ‘This is someone else’s’ You sighed nodding. You knew that, you just didn’t want to face it. ‘I know, I know’ Your eyes landed on Cas as he watched you with furrowed eyebrows. ‘I’ll go get dressed’ You sighed willing yourself not to cry.

You knew you only knew them for a day, not even a day, only a few hours but everything inside you told you they were where you were meant be. ‘I just want to say goodbye to them’ You turned and rushed out of the room and down the hall.

Misha sat up when you came into the room. ‘The boys gone?’ He asked. You began pulling open drawers. ‘No’ You cleared your throat. ‘De-Jensen is having some trouble with something and I’m going to go give him a hand, I should be back soon, go to sleep’ You finally found the drawer that had your jeans in them. You pulled one out and began to pull them on. ‘Woah, woah Baby’ Warm hands grabbed yours and he stopped you from moving. ‘You’re worrying me’ Misha looked you in the eyes and you looked away looking towards the window. ‘Is this to do with why you’re crying? You didn’t stub your toe did you?’ He fussed.

You leaned up and pressed your lips to his quieting him. Your lips moved against his trying to pour your emotions into a kiss. After all this would be the last time you would get to do anything like this. ‘I just have to go sort this tiny little thing out, your wife will be back soon Misha’ You untangled your hands from his and left him standing in the middle of the room.

You stopped by the kids room as you went out. Your daughter was asleep again. You sighed and walked over pressing a kiss to their forehead. You smoothed her hair off her face. ‘It was wonderful to get to know you both’ You pursed your lips. You stopped in the doorway looking at their sleeping forms again. ‘They are beautiful’ A deep voice whispered behind you. You jumped and looked to see Castiel stop beside you

You gulped and nodded. ‘Is it them or the man who makes you want to stay?’ He asked keeping his eyes on the children. ‘Both’ You answered. ‘I want to stay for them both, but that is selfish’ You felt a hand in yours, intertwining their fingers with yours.

Castiel was holding your hand. ‘I would not allow you to stay, for my own selfish reasons. I do not believe I would be happy with your absence in our Universe’ You looked up at him. ‘These children, they are a result of the man who looks like me and he woman who looks like you’ He changed the subject before you even had a chance to say anything. ‘Yes’ You breathed looking back at them. ‘Then they are not your children’ You scoffed.

You pulled your hand from his crossing your arms. ‘I know that Castiel and I know he is not my husband. They are something I will never have. Those kids are something I will never have’ You snapped and closed the door. ‘Y/n, I did not mean to hurt your feelings’ You shot him one last glare before striding back to the kitchen. ‘Lets go’ You walked by them and out of the apartment leaving behind the life you never knew you wanted.

The car ride back to the clearing was silent. Cas had satten in the back with you and had attempted to talk to you once but you had seen Dean shaking his head in the rear view mirror and after that Dean had dropped it. You all stood by the edge of the dark lake now. You had your arms wrapped around you. ‘Are you cold Y/n?’ Cas asked and you shook your head. You knew you shouldn’t be angry at him, he was merely stating the obvious but it still wasn’t what you wanted to hear. In your mind those kids would always be part yours. They would be what came if you and Cas ever had a family.

The water began to glow from below the surface. ‘It is open’ Cas told you. Dean jumped straight in immediately and Sam followed. You looked back over your shoulder taking in the few things scattered about the clearing. Well, it was good to experience what life could have been if your family hadn’t of been murdered by those vampires, if you hadn’t of become a hunter. You sighed and turned.

You were met by Castiel watching you with a tilted head. He held his arm out offering you his hand. ‘Please come back with us, please do not stay’ You shivered his voice affecting you just as much as it always had.

Looking at Cas you realised that maybe your life wasn’t exactly that bad. Sam and Dean were amazing, and Cas was something else. He was a real angel. Your own little slice of Heaven. You would go wherever he would. ‘Please, it would hurt me if you did not’ He whispered. You let a small smile cross your face. You reached out and took his hand. ‘There was never any real doubt of me not following you Cas’ You breathed and he smiled. He smiled so wide you could see his teeth. It wasn’t a small smile but a full blown one.

He tightened his grip on your hand. ‘I did not like thinking about you with him, he loved you I could see that but I couldn’t allow you to be with him’ He turned away from you and tugged you towards the water before you could say anything. Again telling you something and now letting you ask him to elaborate on his words. ‘We must go, or it will be closed’ You nodded and jumped into the water pulling him with you. 

You coughed and Dean pulled you from the water. ‘Rough ride?’ He chuckled. You felt another hand on the small of you back and you instantly dried. ‘I will get you back to the motel’ Cas came to stand by you. He nodded at the two angels that stood behind Sam and Dean. He reached out to the two brothers and you all were shifted. 

You were back in the shabby little motel you and the boys were staying at. ‘I should get some sleep’ You muttered turning away from them. You needed to sleep this off.

No sooner had you closed the door were you met by Castiel standing at the foot of your bed. ‘You could still have that life’ You held your hand to your chest trying to calm your heart. ‘I’m a hunter Cas, I can’t. And no I’m not giving up being a hunter, not when I know what’s out there. Your eyes ran over the angel standing at the bottom of the bed. He was nothing like the man who played him. But it was no contest, if you had to choose, you would choose Cas. Everytime.

Cas nodded. ‘what did you mean when you said you couldn’t let me be with him Cas?’ He looked down at the ground uncharacteristically shy. ‘I always allowed you to be with other men, men you found in bars or on a case because I knew you would leave them eventually. That you did not care for them’ He paused and looked up at you. ‘But him, you would not have left him, or those children’ You shrugged. ‘I wouldn’t have if it hadn’t been for you’ You shrugged and walked over to your suitcase.

You couldn’t keep eye contact, he was so intense. The way he looked at you set your body on fire. And right in that moment you realised that no one could make you react like Castiel did. There was no one who could make you feel like he did. ‘Y/n’ You jumped as he laid his hand on your shoulder. ‘Do you love me?’ Your eyes widened and your mouth opened and closed. You turned to look at him. He had that cute interested face, his head slightly tilted to the side, his eyes squinted and lips parted. ‘Dean told me you love me, I believed it was only as a friend. But right now I am not getting that kind of longing from you, it is something more’ You didn’t think it was possible but your eyes widened more.

Your lips quivered. Then you took a shot. You grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him down to you. His lips met yours as you pressed them to his in a chaste kiss. You other hand grabbed the lapels of his coat. 

For a second Cas froze but you were surprised when he wrapped his arm around your waist. The other tangled in your hair grabbing a fist full of the back of it. His lips began to move against yours as he pushed you back into the wall. You gasped at the impact. His tongue traced against your parted lips and then the pulled away.

You panted when he pulled away. ‘I did not believe Dean was telling the truth’ You let out a breathy laugh. ‘Misha wasn’t you Cas. He wasn’t you, and for a long time I’ve only wanted you’ You felt Cas press his lips to your head. ‘I am yours Y/n, I am yours’ You smiled and had to hide your face in his shoulder when you yawned. ‘You should sleep, travelling to parallel universes will drain you’ You nodded and pulled away from him.

You pulled off the jeans and climbed into the bed. ‘Y/n’ You looked back over at Castiel. ‘I enjoyed kissing you and would like to do it again some time’ You smiled. ‘You can kiss me whenever you want Cas’ With that he strode across the room and took your face in his hands pressing his lips to yours again.

You smiled into the kiss. You may have lost a family and a simple life but you had Cas. And you knew you would always choose Cas, no matter what the other choice was. Nothing would ever make you think otherwise.

Not even Misha Collins, he was perfect but he just wasn’t Your Cas.

Woah....Okay I kind of noticed this was EXTREMELY long and I’m sorry about that... I think I may have gotten a little carried away.

I do apologise.

Masterlist

Obvious - Castiel Imagine

Castiel x Soulmate!Reader 

Summary: Bobby sends the boys in the direction of a friend of his who develops a bond with the Angel 

You picked up the call. ‘What?’ You growled into the phone. ‘I’m working’ You looked around the corner to see the vamp still standing by the dumpster. He hadn’t actually munched into the pretty girl but he was still your best bet. ‘Nice, speaking to you too Y/n’ Bobby’s voice chuckled. You grunted. ‘John’s boys were wonde-’ You seen the vamp lean in and perked up your hand going to your machete. ‘Yeah, yeah, send them over to the flat’ You muttered hanging up as you heard her scream. You pulled out the large blade dashing forwards.

You tossed the towel into the washing machine. You had owned this flat for almost seven years, once you had turned eighteen you had moved from home, just like the rest of your brothers and sisters. It was only a small two bedroom flat with a small front room and a small kitchen. It wasn’t like you spent much time here. It was just a focal point for your hunting.

You reached out taking the gun from the bottom drawer of your cabinet. You threw open the kitchen door and cocked the gun. You clicked the bullet into the chamber. The three men in your front room ‘Who are you and what the hell do you want’ You snarled but then your eyes fell on the black expanse behind the smallest of the three in the trench coat. ‘And why the hell are you bringing an Angel into my home?’ Your eyes ran over the large black wings. 'You can tell he's an Angel?' The smaller one looked at you suspiciously his hand going to his gun. You cocked your own and he froze. 'It’s a little obvious' You looked at him as if he had grown two heads. 

The Angel beside him tilted his head to the side giving you a squinted look. One that made your heart swell for some reason. And you just wanted to reach out to him and cuddle him. 

Strange. 'Dean' The taller warned and then turned back to you. 'Listen-eh-Y/n right?' You gave him a curt nod. 'We need a favor and your name was mentioned in our Dads journal' You raised an eyebrow indicating for him to go on. ‘We need your help. I’m Sam’ The taller one introduced himself. He had a denim jeans on and a checkered shirt. He wore a light grey jacket over it.

He turned to the man on the right. ‘This is Dean’ He pointed to the smaller man. Like the first he had a pair of denim jeans on and wore an open long sleeved dark blue shirt, underneath was a black t shirt. He wore a kakki jacket over it all.

You nodded. ‘And this is Castiel’ He nodded to the Angel. He wore a dark navy business suit with a crisp white shirt. The top button was open giving him a relaxed look, although his posture was anything but relaxed. He wore a dark blue tie loosely around his neck. His bright blue eyes watching your every move. He had a very attractive vessel.

You unloaded the gun and laid it on the rocking chair beside you. ‘I know who you are. You’re John’s boys and you’re and Angel. Bobby told me’ Castiel’s wings folded in behind him and he relaxed slightly now that you had lowered your gun, no longer ready to fly at the first sign of trouble.

Dean’s mouth dropped open. ‘Wait, you knew who we were but you still threatened to shoot us?’ You almost rolled your eyes as you began walking towards him. ‘Yes’ you stopped picking up the water bottle on the table. ‘Don’t you know not to barge into a hunter’s home without announcing yourself’ You jerked your hand forwards splashing Dean with some Holy Water. He jerked back and closed his eyes his face unamused.

You turned and did the same to Sam. ‘I believe she is right’ Castiel stepped forwards closer to you and you gulped. ‘We apologise for intruding in your home. We should not have done so’ You furrowed your eyebrows wanting to reply with something snarky. Like you normally would, but the way he was looking at you so innocent and earnest.

You smiled at him. ‘Thank you for the apology Castiel’ Your smile got bigger as his wings rustled behind him expanding a little and his feathers shaking before he curled them back up. He furrowed his eyebrows and squinted his eyes at you. You gulped and cleared your throats. ‘So, what can I do for you boys?’ You looked away from Castiel’s eyes and at Sam.

He looked at Dean and cleared his throat. Dean pulled something out of the back of his trousers. ‘Do you remember a case you did with our Dad in West Virginia?’ He asked as he started to flick through the journal. ‘I’ve done a few cases with your Father Dean, be more specific’ You watched him. ‘It was about 5 years ago’ You nodded.

Dean held out the journal to you. ‘He just describes what was happening and then he mentions you’ You nodded reading the entry. All John had put it in was the deaths and how they had happened, and then half way down the page. Called Y/n, case handled. ‘Yeah, I remember this, ganked the bitch on my Birthday. John bought me a big platter from the diner after we finished’ You smiled remembering the hunt with John Winchester.

It had been your 23rd birthday. ‘Why do you ask?’ You closed the journal handing it back to Dean. ‘Well, we have encountered something similar and can’t figure out what it is’ You sighed and raised your hand to rub your face. ‘Are you alright?’ Castiel’s deep voice. You felt his presence beside you as he reached his hand out but dropped it when it got within an inch of your arm.

You looked up at him and nodded. ‘Yeah, it-eh-it’s a Pagan God’ You looked back at Dean. ‘What you didn’t kill it did you?’ He crossed his arms. You crossed your own glaring at him slightly. ‘Yes, I did actually. This specific one comes in threes. I figured the other two were long dead’ Dean opened his mouth but his eyes flicked to Castiel and he closed it again.

You glanced at the Angel too catching the glare he was sending the older Winchester before he looked back at you his face softening. ‘Right, I think I lodged the weapon in somewhere’ You turned and waved at them to follow you. 

You brought them to the spare bedroom. ‘Woah’ Sam’s eye lit up when he walked into the room. Three walls were lined with books. The bookshelves reached the ceiling. The books were stacked normally with extras on top of them. The shelves were full. There was a desk in the corner and a small couch on the fourth wall bhind the door. In the middle was more piles of books, nine chests of drawers created a spiral in the middle of the room. Each drawer full of more books and the top were more leather bound archives.

You smiled at him. ‘You like books?’ You asked. He nodded his wide eyes taking in the room in front of him. ‘He’s a nerd’ Dean stepped into the room beside you. ‘Well that’s something we have in common’ He looked down at you. ‘I can see, are these all Lore books?’ He asked and you nodded. ‘Except for the chest over there, those are my accounts and all my files’ You began to make your way around the room to get to the back to the chest you had indicated to.

You crouched down by it opening the bottom drawer. ‘I lodged the weapon in a storage unit, I use different names’ You explained to the boys. ‘But I don’t know which one I’ll look through these and find it for you’ You jumped and put your hand to your chest as Castiel appeared beside you. ‘We can search through the records’ He smiled down apologetically at you as he curled his large wings in behind him. ‘It was easier than walking’ He explained as you gaped at him. ‘Flying is easier, it can take me anywhere in the world. Not just across rooms’ You smiled and began to rummage through the drawer. ‘You’ve been around the world?’ You asked.

You could hear the two boys whispering at the door. ‘Almost every place in the world yes’ He answered as you began to take out two or three books. ‘I think these are the names I used’ You muttered to yourself. As soon as you put them down Castiel picked up the books taking them in his arms. You closed the drawer and reached out to take them from him. ‘I can manage them’ With that he disappeared and appeared by the couches. ‘Sam, Dean’ He held out the books to them.

They looked between you and the Angel. ‘I shall take one and you shall take the others’ He sat on the couch and opened one of them. ‘Buddy’ Dean began to make his way over to his friend. ‘You okay?’ He asked and Castiel nodded looking in the book. ‘It’s all logged by dates, if that makes it easier. You boys want a beer?’ You asked. Sam nodded as he sat down on the couch beside Castiel. ‘Please, if you don’t mind?’ The Angel curled up his wing that had been laid across the couch and sat forwards a little. You giggled as you watched him get his wings out of the way.

You looked at Dean. ‘Beer?’ He nodded. ‘Castiel?’ You asked and he looked up at you. His wings stretched and his feathers ruffled. ‘I do not drink or eat, my vessel does not require sustenance’ You opened your mouth and nodded. You did not want to get into the anatomy of angels, with an angel.

You handed Dean a beer. ‘Found it yet?’ You asked leaning over him. ‘It’s not in this one’ He tossed down the book onto the desk taking the beer from you. You smacked him. ‘Careful with those’ You snapped. He leaned back in the desk chair. ‘There’s a lot of entries in this one from that time, it could be in this one.

You sat down on the edge of the couch by Sam. You took the book flicking through them. ‘I don’t even  remember half of this’ You muttered. ‘Here’ You laid your finger on the entry. ‘It’s in Pennsylvania.  It’ll take me about a day to get it’ You closed the book memorizing the number. ‘I can get you there and back. I can fly us’ Castiel stood in front of you holding his hand out to you.

You smiled. ‘Oh, yeah. Angel’ He nodded smiling slightly. He stretched out his wings. Your eyes ran along the vast black expanse. ‘So, I get to fly’ You stood up beaming. ‘It’s not as fun as it sounds’ Dean grumbled leaning back in the chair.

You shrugged and reached out taking Castiel’s hand in yours. You felt a jolt through your body. Your breath caught in your throat. Castiel tensed and his fingers tightened around your. His wings spread out as far as they could. The tips of the wings brushing against the bookshelves on the walls on both sides of the room.

He tilted his head to the side. ‘Y/n’ He breathed. You felt goosebumps erupt all over your body. You felt a pull towards him, like you needed to be with him. Your lips parted and he stepped closer to you. His wings curled reaching towards you. You shivered as a feather ran up your bare arm. ‘Eh guys?’ But neither of your paid attention. 

You sighed closing your eyes as a feather rolled along your cheekbone. It was soft and fluffy. It wasn’t like a normal feather. It wasn’t like a material object, it was just a presence. But you could still feel it as it dragged along your face, along your cheek and over your jaw, down your neck. Cotton wool, that was the closest thing to the sensation, but Castiel’s wings were a million times softer. ‘Cas’ Dean snapped. Your eyes shot open.

Castiel’s wings snapped away from you filling the space behind him. Although you could tell that the were straining to touch you again. ‘You two okay?’ Dean laid his hand on your shoulder. His eyebrows furrowed and his eyes crinkled. ‘Cas? You alright man?’ Castiel’s eyes were on Dean’s hand. ‘Cas?’ You breathed. He looked back up to you. ‘It is a shortened version of my name’ He explained. You blushed under the intensity of his gaze. ‘W-we should go’ You breathed.

You seen him spread his wings and then flap downwards before you were standing outside the storage place. You stumbled a little and Castiel wrapped his wing around you. You fell into the soft black expanse and he steadied you. His eyes widened in realization and you pulled away from him. ‘Stay here, I’ll be back’ You turned and strode towards the door. You could feel his eyes on your back causing your body to heat up

You sat with your feet up on the desk. The book in your lap was based on God and Angels. You sighed and slammed the book closed. You had been reading it for almost three days and it did not explain anything about what you felt when Castiel had touched you. You jerked when you heard a bang on your door.

You reached into your jacket and pulled out a knife stalking down the hall. You covered your eyes as the front door burst open. Pieces of wood flew into your front room. You stood glaring at the three men in front of you. ‘Who the hell are you?’ You growled. The two men stepped over the door frame that was made out of a salt layer. Not demons.

You rolled and landed a punch on the taller man’s face. His head didn’t even snap to the side. These men were unlike anything you had ever encountered. No matter how many things you shot them with or stabbed them with, no harm was done to them. They carried long silver blades that you had never seen before. You backed away from them and turned. You ran towards your kitchen.

The glass shattered around you as you jumped. You could feel it cause small cuts on your body. Your feet hit the ground and you rolled, your shoulder did not agree with the way you landed on it. You were on your feet in seconds but you ran straight into someone. The smaller of the three, brought the blade up to your stomach. 

You dropped your own blade and intercepted his hands. You threw your weight against him turning the blade in your hand. He stumbled and you drove his own blade up into his stomach. He shouted opening his mouth. A bright blue tinted light flooded from his mouth, eyes and nose. He dropped to the ground. Dead.

You held the silver blade up in front of your face. What the hell was that? You screamed as someone grabbed you around the waist turning you. Black flooded your vision for a second before disappearing. ‘Castiel’ You turned. You were met with a a trench coat and wings curling back around you. Castiel was standing in front of you facing off the man. 

He lunged and Castiel punched him knocking him aside. His wing came down pushing you to the side. You stumbled falling into a car. You could hear the two men fighting behind you. You stood and turned. Castiel used his wings to steady himself standing. He twirled a blade in his hand. That was when you realized that he was using one identical to the men that had attacked you.

It should have made you distrust him. You had never seen this blade before and you meet someone, an Angel, and then a few days later. Men were attacking you with the same weapon. But you couldn’t bring yourself not to trust the man with the large black wings. You couldn’t bring yourself to feel anything but trust for him. Trust so deep you would lay your life in his hands at any given second, even only after being in his company for less than an hour. 

You dove forwards pushing the blade in your hand through the man’s back. He shouted and turned knocking you aside. He turned looming above you. Then a blade appeared through his neck. Again he glowed that faint blue. When he dropped Castiel stood behind him. ‘Y/n’ His eyes roamed your body and you felt yourself shiver at his gravely voice. 

You took the hand he held out for you. The reaction you had to his touch wasn’t as intense as the first time but it was still enough to cloud out the rest of the world. Your skin felt hot and your insides were on fire. Castiel’s wings wrapped around you covering you and him in black. His feathers running over ever inch of exposed skin on your body. You shivered pushing yourself back into the softness of his wings. They shivered at the feeling of you.

You sighed. ‘Wh-what were they?’ You whispered as Castiel stepped over the Angel and closer to you. ‘Angels?’ His eyebrows knitted together and he did that adorable cute head tilt again. ‘I thought you could recognize angels’ His normally sturdy voice shook. His hand tightened around yours. ‘You recognized me’ You thought he had fear in his voice. You could literally feel the fear coming off him. ‘Castiel’ You stepped closer to him your toes touching him. You hesitantly reach up. ‘How did you recognize me?’ You could feel he knew the answer.

You gulped afraid you would upset him. You laid your hand on his cheek. His skin was soft, almost as soft as his feathers. He sighed leaning into your touch. You smiled softly. It looked like there was something below his skin, glowing and trying to get out. ‘Your wings’ You whispered. You tore your eyes from his eyes and over the arc in the top of his wings behind his head. ‘You can see them? Now? They’re not just a shadow?’ His feathers rustled again and it sounded like they were humming. They tightened around you blocking out most of the light. But they seemed to glow themselves, giving off a faint blue light, the light moving over itself like the whisps of a cloud in front of a sun.

You leaned against him and his face softened. ‘Of course, they’re hard to miss Castiel’ Your eyes snapped back to his face. His eyes began to shine a soft blue, not the bright blue you had seen coming from the other Angel’s faces. It was contained inside of him, behind his deep blue eyes. ‘Y/n, humans are not supposed to see Angels wings. That is why you could not see the other Angels wings’ He explained in a soft voice.

You felt panic rise up inside of you. You were not supposed to see his wings, there was something wrong with you. Humans couldn’t see their wings. Maybe you weren’t human. If you weren’t human what were you? ‘Hey’ Castiel grabbed your face in his hands. ‘There is nothing wrong with you Y/n, please stop panicking’ You froze. ‘Can-can you read my mind?’ You whispered. Castiel smiled.

You liked it when he smiled, it lit up his face. His eyes crinkled and he looked happy. You just wanted this man to be happy. ‘No, I can feel the panic you’re in and I’m assuring you there is nothing wrong with you’ He paused for a moment before continuing. ‘You are perfect’ You felt heat rise to your cheeks. It spread to your ears and down your neck. ‘The reason you can see my wings is because you’re my Soulmate. Your soul was made to fit perfectly with me’ He leaned down leaning his forehead against yours. ‘You are mine, my human. My perfect little human’ You knew this should scare you.

Castiel was talking of soulmates. Together forever, or however long you got. A commitment that lasted the rest of your life. You had only met this man and he was your forever. He wasn’t even a man. He was something supernatural, something you were raised to fear and kill. And you belonged to him. Your souls were made for each other, you were meant to fit together. For eternity. That should scare you.

But it didn’t. Everything in you just wanted this man near you. It was now that you realised why you were so irritated and uncomfortable for the past few days. You were missing him. You were missing Castiel. You we’re missing the man who was your soulmate.

You were meant to be with him. You reached your hand out. You sighed as your fingers touched the soft feathers. This was what you imagined clouds felt like, only so much better. You tangled your fingers in his feathers. Castiel let out a groan and dropped his head onto your shoulder. His arms wrapped around you pulling you tightly against him. His wings pressing against you everywhere else. His feathers moving burying your hand deeper into his wings. You wrapped your other arm around his shoulders your fingers tangling in his hair, which was almost as soft as his wings.

You sighed finally feeling content and happy. You felt whole.

Should Be Me - Castiel Imagine

Castiel x reader.

Summary: A hunt requires you to make a quick decision. Only Castiel isn’t pleased with the outcome.

You sat with your feet up on the table in front of you flicking through the old record book. You looked up as the door opened. Sam and Dean walked in heads hanging. ‘Did you find it?’ You asked them. You were all trying to find some kind of old family heirloom, but pretty much everything had been donated by the last owners and you didn’t have a clue what was doing it. ‘Well?’ You asked the brothers. Dean shrugged off his jacket. ‘Didn’t get in’ He grumbled and slapped your feet off the table. ‘I’m gonna call Cas, he can zap us in’ You rolled your eyes.

You stood to your feet. ‘You went dressed like that?’ You scoffed and they both looked down at their attire. ‘You do know who this family is? They’re MASSIVE in the art world. I told you to put on a suit’ You scolded them. ‘No, you suggested we put on a suit, we ignore you’ You narrowed your eyes at them. ‘Cas’ Dean sat on one of the twin beds. ‘Get your feathery ass down here, we need a quick favour’ You walked to the fridge as you heard the rustle of wings behind you. ‘Dean’ You heard Castiel’s voice.

You turned your head to see Castiel standing in front of the door. ‘Hi Cas’ You felt a smile spread across your lips. The Angel turned his head towards you. ‘Hello Y/n’ He let a small smile grace his own full lips. ‘I did not know you were working this case with Sam and Dean’ His low voice sent shivers through you. ‘I was in the area when they called for a book of mine, I decided to stay’ You explained. He nodded. ‘I am glad you did, it is always good to see you again. It is nice to know you’re safe’ You blushed and cleared your throat going back to taking a beer from the fridge.

You popped the cap from the bottle. ‘Dean’ You sighed rolling your eyes again. ‘Even if you get Cas to fly you in you won’t get away with it, trust me’ He gave you one of his shit eating grins he always got when he thought of something amazing. He stood by Cas and winked at you. ‘Give me an hour sweetheart and I’ll be back, with what we need’ Cas laid his hand on Dean’s shoulder and a second later they were gone. 

You looked at Sam holding up your beer. He nodded. ‘They’ll get caught, you should put on a suit, we’ll head over get what we need’ You held out a new beer to him. He nodded and stood taking a large gulp from his beer.

Half and hour later you heard talking from the front room. You applied the last of your red lipstick topping off the simple makeup you had on. You straightened the black blazer you were wearing over your knee length tight black dress. You opened the door of the bathroom striding out. ‘You finally ready to admit I’m right?’ You asked as all three boys looked towards you. 

Dean’s eyes widened and ran up and down your body. ‘Damn, you’re lookin good, you should dress like that more often’ He smirked. You felt a blush rising to your cheeks but rolled your eyes anyways. ‘Now go put on a suit’ You scolded. Dean smirked at you and grabbed the suit you had laid out on the bed. He strode past you with the suit in his arms. 

Your eyes fell on Castiel. He was leaning against the wall. His arms were crossed across his chest. His face hard, eyes following Dean glaring at him, his mouth set in a scowl. ‘What happened?’ You asked him, obviously Dean had screwed up. ‘They almost got arrested for trespassing’  Sam laughed shrugging on his suit jacket. Castiel’s eyes tore away from the closed door where Dean was and they came back to you as you began to laugh.

You looked down at your toes as you watched his face soften and his eyes give you a once over. ‘Dean was right’ You looked up at Cas as he smiled slightly at you. ‘You look beautiful’ Your eyes met his blue ones and you felt your whole body heat up. ‘Thank you Castiel’ You breathed before sitting on the bed pulling on your black heeled pumps. Dean came out of the bathroom in his suit walking for his shoes. 

You strode over to Cas, alright, take off the coat, you need it off’ You reached up and buttoned up his shirt button and then straightened his tie. ‘The coat won’t cut it’ You told him stepping away from the Angel. He clicked his fingers and it was off him folded on the chair. ‘Alright’ You looked at the boys. ‘Let me do the talking’ You told them grabbing your bag.

You walked up to the Security holding out your ID and card. ‘Ma’am’ He stepped aside as you sent him a polite smile. He stopped the boys. ‘They’re with me’ You waved him off. He nodded and allowed them to pass. The boys walked in beside you. ‘How did you pull that one off?’ You smiled up at Dean. ‘Used my Mother’s name, she runs an art dealership. Works with things like this’ You smiled at him. 

You felt him grab your arm. ‘Your Mom is an art Dealer?’ You nodded and shrugged him off. ‘Not important’ You turned pointing to the end of the massive room. ‘Auction is in an hour’ You told them picking up the flyers. You marked the items you had narrowed down. ‘One of these are it’ You handed them the each one. ‘I’ll see you back here in an hour’ You turned striding away.

You stopped in front of a small vase. It wasn’t on the list. ‘Late entry?’ You asked the suited middle aged man beside you. He looked down. His eyes roamed your body. You sent him a smile. ‘Yes’ His voice was sophisticated and silky. ‘From a storage unit in the basement, took them almost a week to open it. Purchased with the European items’ You froze. They were the ones you were after. ‘Oldest item in the batch’ He handed you a flyer, your eyes running over the details. Perfect.

Your eyes left it when you heard a commotion about 10 metres beside you. You rolled your eyes seeing it was the three boys. Dean was snapping at someone. Cas had his hand on his shoulder and Sam was apologising to some older lady. ‘Excuse me’ You smiled at the man and began to make your way over. ‘Honey?’ You smiled tensely walking over to the scene. ‘I thought I told you not to make a scene’  You threaded your arm through Dean’s. 

You smiled at the man in front of you  as he glared at Dean. ‘Yes we have a problem, this lowlife idiot ju-’ You held Dean back. ‘That low life idiot-’ You snapped at him. ‘-is my fiance, and actually one of the most intelligent men you will ever meet. Which is why he ended up being the top Cardiac Surgeon in New York. So why don’t you walk away before I get someone to drag you out of here’ The man straightened out his suit. ‘And what have I told you about starting fights’ You sent Dean a hard look.

The man gave Dean one last glare before looking away. ‘Honey’ You tugged on Dean’s arm. ‘I think I found the perfect thing for our living room’ Dean looked down at you. He smirked down at you and gave you a wink. He pulls his arm from yours and wrapped it around your waist. ‘Of course Sweetheart, whatever you want. Your Cardiac Surgeon Husband to be will buy you anything you want’ He bent pressing his lips to your cheek.

You took a deep breath in trying not to either hit him or roll your eyes. You caught Cas giving Dean a glare as you tugged him back to the vase. ‘This thing goes up for auction everyone but the security will leave. Dean and Sam will make another scene, distract them. Cas snatch the vase and make sure the camera doesn’t catch you You grabbed Castiel’s arm dragging him away from the boys.

The plan went off without a hitch and you performed the spell removing the curse form the vase, then you smashed it. ‘So your Mom was an Art Dealer?’ Dean sat nursing a beer his suit jacket and tie off, his shirt unbuttoned halfway down. ‘And my Father was a powerful CEO, I don’t get the big deal Dean’ You kept towel drying your hair back in your usual Jeans and a t-shirt combo, minus the boots. ‘How did you end up in hunting?’ Dean asked as you sat at the table grabbing your own beer. ‘Werewolf’ You shrugged drinking from your beer. ‘And?’ You stood. ‘That’s about it’ You made your way towards the door. ‘Y/n’ He raised his eyebrows. ‘Dean I don’t need to go into detail. Goodnight’  You opened the door leaving for your room.

You pulled out your gun pointing it into the rom. ‘It is just me’ Castiel’s voice came from the darkness. You reached out flicking the lights on. Castiel had put back on his trench coat. He sat on your bed watching you. ‘You disappeared very fast’ You lowered your gun and laid it on the chest of drawers beside the door. ‘Everything okay?’ You asked him. ‘Heaven fine?’ You picked up the dropped bottle from the floor and tossing it in the trash.

He nodded. ‘Heaven is running well’ You leaned back on the table. ‘Then is there any reason why you’re sitting on my bed? And not inside with us?’ You asked him. ‘I did not want to be in yours and Dean presence’ You furrowed your eyebrows. ‘Well, that doesn’t explain why you’re in my room then Castiel’ You spat pushing yourself off the table and walking to your suitcase. ‘I wished to be in your presence, not yours and Dean’s collectively’ He explained. ‘I did not mean to offend you’ You grunted.

Turning you seen him still sitting on your bed. ‘Cas, I know you well enough to know you want to say something. Spit it out’  You knew that it was a little harsh but sometimes with Cas you just had to get straight to the point, especially when he was like this. He looked up at you his eyes squinted. ‘Spit what out? I do not have anything in my mouth’ You sighed and giggled a little. ‘Spit it out means tell me what’s on your mind’ Castiel nods. 

He stands. ‘I spoke to Sam after the hunt when you went to get beers and Dean was in the shower’ You nodded remembering he had been gone after you had come back from grabbing beers and food. ‘And he explained to me that Dean does not actually look at you with romantic feelings’ You cocked your head to the side. ‘Of course he doesn’t’ You smiled at Castiel. ‘And you do not have romantic feelings for him’ You crossed your arms raising an eyebrow at him.

He stopped before you. ‘What are you talking about Cas?’ You asked genuinely confused. Had he really thought you had feelings for Dean? ‘If you have no feelings for Dean why did you pretend you were marrying him?’ He asked. You laughed. ‘So he wouldn’t get thrown out. Why would it matter?’ You asked him.

He looked away from you. ‘Would you ever have considered me?’You furrowed your eyebrow. ‘What the hell do you mean?’ He sighed looking back at you. ‘As your husband, would you consider me being your husband’ He elaborated. Your mouth gaped, opening and closing it like a fish. ‘If neither of you have romantic feelings for each other, he should not be your husband’ You shook your head clearing your thoughts.

You chuckled. ‘Cas, he wasn’t my husband, he was my fiance. And it wasn’t real. It was for the case’ Castiel didn’t even take in your words he looked like he was focused on something else. ‘It should have been me’ He breathed his deep voice a whisper. ‘Sorry what?’ You leaned closer to him. He looked up at you. ‘Dean does not have romantic feelings for you, he should not have been your fiance. It should have been me’ You let out a long breath. 

Your mind whirling trying to figure out the meaning behind his words. What was he jealous? What wa- ‘Are you trying to say you have romantic feelings for me?’ You breathed. Castiel’s eyes shone and he smiled down at you ‘Sam said I should try something’ He tiled his head. ‘I should act on the feelings I hold’ You blinked.

Before you knew what was happening Castiel bent down pressing his lips to yours. He reached up his fingers tangling in your hair and his other hand finding your waist. You froze.

A second later he pulled away. Castiel back away from you nervously. His eyes wide and he looked like a deer caught in the headlights. ‘I am sorry. I apologise’ He rambled. ‘That was inappropriate, I should have not forced myself upon you in such a way’ He let out a panicky breath. His eyes darting around the room. 

You launched yourself forwards. You throw your arms around his neck. You planted your lips firmly on his. Cas stumbled back slightly before his hands landed on your hips. Once he got over the shock he pulled you against him his lips moving against yours.

You pulled away leaning your forehead against his. ‘May I be your fiance?’ He asked. You let out a giggle. ‘That was just pretend’ You ran your nails along his scalp and he sighed closing his eyes. ‘But you could be my boyfriend’ You beamed. Cas nodded slightly. ‘I would like that very much’ He leaned back down his full lips moving against yours again