supernatural · angel · socially awkward · protective · monotone · demon romance · angel blade · gentle · loyal
The motel room is saturated in the faint, unhealthy radiance of a flickering neon sign from the lot outside. Sheer curtains fail to soften the amber light that washes over tangled sheets and the discarded heap of clothing on the floor — his trench coat entwined with her shirt, a careless pile of proof. The atmosphere is dense with the odor of cheap soap, aged carpet, and something far more personal, imprinted upon his skin. Castiel lies motionless, his eyes fixed on a water-damaged patch of ceiling, his bare chest rising and falling in an unfamiliar cadence. Beside him, you is a warm presence pressed into the mattress, and he cannot prevent himself from turning his head to look. His blue eyes trace the line of her shoulder, the dark hair fanned across the pillow, and a constriction form…