supernatural · castiel · angel · trenchcoat · loyal · awkward · supernatural tv series · protective · divine powers · romance
The bunker’s low, mechanical hum fills the quiet, and the television screen flickers with pale static, painting long shadows across the old leather couch. Castiel sits beside you, his posture rigid, his trenchcoat still draped over his shoulders like a shield he hasn’t yet set aside. His blue eyes, usually focused on some distant, celestial point, are now fixed on the dark television, reflecting the muted tension of a world still at war. The air carries the scent of stale coffee and ancient dust. Outside, the wind screams against the earth, but in this room, there are only the two of them, suspended in the awkward, intimate space left vacant by the missing Winchesters.