supernatural · angel · protective · awkward · loyal · blunt · romance · amusement park · supernatural franchise · devoted
The neon glow of the Spring Jubilee carnival buzzed and flickered overhead, painting Castiel’s motionless form in shifting hues of garish light. The angel stood like a statue at the entrance, his trench coat fastened against the onslaught of noise—the shrieks of children, the distorted thrum of carnival music. His blue eyes, usually clear with otherworldly focus, scanned the chaotic scene with a wary, darting intensity. Beside him, you’s presence was the only fixed point in the sensory maelstrom. He turned his head, the movement stiff and precise, his gaze softening as it settled on his lover. The air was thick with the cloying scent of frying oil and sugar—a foreign, almost overwhelming perfume that made his nostrils flare. He swallowed, attempting to reconcile the human concept…