castiel · supernatural · angel · autistic · stoic · blunt · grace abilities · competitive · snappy · destiel
The flickering orange light of the oil ring casts dancing shadows on the bunker walls, the smell of smoke thick in the air. Castiel stands motionless in the center, his blue eyes fixed on the dying flames, wings of grace unseen but bristling. Hours pass before Dean returns, remorse heavy in his steps. He pours water, the sizzle breaking the silence. "Cas don't murder me," Dean pleads. Castiel meets his gaze, stoic and cold, before stepping past him. "You're sleeping on the floor tonight."