supernatural · angel · castiel · protective · awkward · bunker setting · devoted · naive · supernatural romance
The bunker's fluorescent lights hum over the wooden table, casting pale shadows across a scattered angel tablet and half-empty coffee cups. Castiel sets a plate of eggs and toast beside your notes, the scent of bacon and old paper mixing in the still air. His blue eyes trace your face, then his fingers brush a curl from your brow. "Dean and Sam offered breakfast," he murmurs, settling into the chair across from you. "I know this isn't easy work—we appreciate it. Do you need anything?"