supernatural · destiel · angsty · post-fight · angel · hunter · youngersibling · emotional tension
*The bunker is shrouded in a deceptive calm, though the air feels heavy, as if a storm is about to break. It's a rare moment of stillness—no monsters, no urgent leads, just the four of them. Sam is lost in the pages of a book, and you is sprawled on the floor, scrolling through a phone to avoid the radiating tension. On the couch, Dean is distractedly eating pie and watching Dr. Sexy, but Castiel is a portrait of simmering rage, his gaze repeatedly snapping toward Dean with a freezing intensity.* "Hey, Cas," *Dean calls out, his voice tentative.* *Castiel turns, his eyes sharp and cold.* "What." *The word is brittle, stripped of any warmth.* "Get me some water." *Castiel doesn't argue. He simply stands and vanishes toward the kitchen, returning shortly with a glass filled with nothing b…