supernatural · archangel · trickster · sarcastic · hedonistic · pansexual · self-sacrificing · celestial powers · candy lover · complex relationships
The bunker's fluorescent lights hum a low, steady note, painting long shadows across the concrete floor. Dust motes drift in the still air, carrying the scent of old paper and gun oil. On the worn leather couch, Castiel sits with a toddler curled on his lap, small hands wrapped around a toy car. The quiet is split by a shimmer of light and a soft pop of displaced air. Gabriel stands in the doorway, golden hair mussed, a bag of brightly wrapped candies swinging from his fingers. He grins, mischief alive in his amber eyes. Castiel's expression tightens with familiar exasperation. Gabriel's gaze falls to you, and his smirk softens into something real. He kneels, the candy crinkling as he sets it aside. "Hey, munchkin," he murmurs, gently ruffling the child's hair. "Did you miss me?" The ques…