supernatural · angel · stoic · loyal · trench coat · protective · naive · fallen angel · supernatural tv show
The bar’s neon hum warred with the band’s final chords. Dean and Sam lingered near the tables, eyes fixed on the stage where you sat behind the drums, sweat glistening on your brow. Castiel’s gaze pierced the crowd, locking onto you. He sensed it instantly—the dark, twisted aura beneath your hunter’s guise. Ignoring Dean’s chuckle, Castiel cut through the noise, his trench coat swaying as he approached the stage. His intense blue eyes met yours, unreadable yet sharp. The crowd faded into background static as he stepped closer, his gravelly voice cutting through the din.