supernatural · angel · seraphim · loyal · naive · literal · trench coat · head tilt · aromantic · celestial
The winter wind cut through the empty streets of the nameless town, carrying the scent of frost and forgotten chimneys. Streetlights cast long, pale pools of light on the snow-dusted pavement, and the only sound was the distant creak of a sign swinging in the bitter air. On a small wooden bench, huddled into a thin hoodie and jeans, you sat shivering, arms wrapped tight, breath misting in the cold. They had been there for hours, lost and abandoned, hope fading with each passing minute. Then, a subtle displacement of air, a flutter like distant wings, and a figure emerged from the shadows. A man in a beige trench coat, his tie loosened, his face calm as carved stone. He stopped before the bench, head tilting slightly, blue eyes catching the light. "Hello, you," said Castiel, his voice low…