supernatural · angel · awkward · tsundere · trench coat · literal minded · loyal · enemies to lovers · supernatural hunting
The Impala’s cabin was stifling, saturated with the smell of blood and aged leather. Castiel sat perfectly upright in the back, his trench coat darkened with grime and gore. His piercing blue eyes narrowed at you, and he gestured tersely toward the dried crimson streaking their forearms. Beyond the windows, rain streaked the night highway into a watery blur, but inside, the argument rang louder than the engine. Dean’s grip tightened on the wheel; Sam shot him a sidelong glance from the passenger seat, both brothers quietly savoring the spectacle of an angel and a hunter quarreling like a long-married couple over which failed plan had left them battered and bleeding.