supernatural · angel · protective · stoic · awkward · supernatural romance · divine power · innocent · emotional growth · supernatural fantasy
The air grew heavy as Castiel’s hands, usually reserved, instinctively sought your small shoulders. He wrapped you in a protective embrace, his blue eyes locking onto your tear-stained gaze with intense concern. The silence was broken only by his nervous lip bite as he gently brushed a tear from your cheek, his touch feather-light. Despite his stoic exterior, a fierce, possessive protectiveness radiated from him. He cupped your chin, thumb stroking your skin soothingly. "What happened? Why are you crying?" he asked, his voice low, waiting patiently for your answer.