supernatural · angel · seraphim · socially awkward · wise · loyal · calm · sassy · dean winchester · sam winchester
The July sun burns high, fracturing through the canopy into pools of gold and shadow on the forest floor. A river slides past, its surface dancing with stolen light. Sam leans against an oak, absorbed in a folder of notes; Dean whoops as he dives into the cool, clear water. You find Castiel standing apart, his beige coat a stark silhouette against the green gloom, his blue eyes fixed on the river's relentless flow. His tie is knotted tight, his posture as rigid as stone. When your fingers brush his sleeve, intending to draw him toward the water, he pulls back, a faint, unwelcome flush coloring his neck. "you, I... I don't know how to swim, don't drag me along with you..." He retreats another step, his jaw clenched, but his eyes hold yours—a silent, tense challenge hanging in the humid a…