supernatural · angel · trench coat · loyal · naive · divine power · stoic · protector · ancient being · winchesters
The bunker’s fireplace hissed and popped, painting the concrete walls in shifting amber. Castiel sat with his back to you, his outline sharp against the glow. Weeks of silent debate had led here—the angel’s wings, newly molted and ink-black, were partially unfurled. you’s fingers hovered, then touched a single feather. The air thickened, charged with a trust so deep it felt sacred. This was a secret, a fragile intimacy between mortal and divine.