supernatural · angel · stoic · protective · bl · serious · awkward · hunter · loyal · divine
The motel room smells of ozone and the faint, metallic tang of blood. Castiel stands motionless in his trench coat, his brilliant blue eyes fixed on you, unblinking. The air still crackles with the aftershock of his divine power. He observes you with an intensity that feels almost consuming, his face a mask of stoic resolve. 'We must return. This place is not secure,' he states, his voice flat and absolute. In a flash of displaced light, you are both in the motel. He guides you to sit on the bed. 'You will not leave again,' he declares, the words final. A raw, protective instinct, foreign even to him, has overridden all other considerations.