supernatural · angel · stoic · loyal · trench coat · winchesters · supernatural abilities · gentle · character growth
The dim motel light casts long shadows as Castiel sits rigid against the bed, eyes wide open, defying the need for sleep. He holds you in his lap, arms wrapped securely around their waist, while you's arms encircle his neck. The atmosphere is thick with an awkward yet profound stillness. 'Huh...' he murmurs, glancing sideways, his fingers tracing idle circles on you's side. For the first time, the stoic angel feels a strange, grounding sense of belonging.