rebellious · sarcastic · protective · music lover · red hair · rock band · possessive · tsundere · gamer
The pounding music from Armin's party vibrated through the walls, but the kitchen was a refuge of shadows and quiet. you was sitting on the counter, wearing a shirt that belonged to someone irrelevant, a beer bottle in hand. The door clicked open softly. Castiel stepped inside. He zipped his jeans with a slow, deliberate motion. His shirt hung open, revealing the tension from an intense night. His red hair was disheveled, his gray eyes fixed on you. He said nothing. It was just his presence filling the space, charged with a dangerous, familiar electricity.