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You suck in air quickly as you apply the disinfectant to your fore arm. The creature was gone but it didn’t leave without leaving a mark. The gash was leaking deep red blood and slightly singed on the sides. It was painful, deep, but nothing you couldn’t handle. You were stronger than everyone thought.
You gasp again as you slowly touch the skin around your wound, closing it together and skilfully wrapping your only bandage around it. You pause once and a while to fight back tears of pain before continuing to bind the gash.
“(Y/N)!” Someone yells. You ignore it and finish tying up the bandage before resting your head against the wooden wall. Feeling drained and tired you close your eyes, just for a second. It won’t hurt to rest a little. Not at all. You’re eyes flutter shut and you lay limply against the wall, letting sleep pull you close.
Two hands grasp your shoulders and jerk you violently. You yell and flail your hands in front of you before jerking upwards. Hitting the person smack bang in the forehead.
“Ah!” you cry rubbing your head and opening your eyes. Castiel was on his knees to your side rubbing his head also. He looked up at you and smiled.
“You’re alive.” He states. You shake your head.
“No shit Sherlock.” You grumble pulling your knees in and resting your head on them before wrapping your arms around them.
“I apologize. I was worried.” He mumbled fiddling with his thumbs.
“Well I’m fine, something hit me off guard and I didn’t react quickly enough. I’m okay though. All bandaged up.” You yawn resting your head back again.
“Are you sure? You look a little pale. (y/n) tell me.” He whispers shuffling across to sit next to you against the wall. You burn red at his concern but shake it off.
“I’m okay, just need a few minutes to rest Cas.” You say resting your head on his shoulder, “I’m stronger than you think.” You mumble becoming sleepier by the second.
“I know.” He sighs wrapping an arm over you, holding your back protectively, “I know you are.” Is all you hear before sleep drags you down to its depths.
Groggily you roll to the side finding a solid body and draping a hand sleepily over it. You smile as you pull yourself closer to it. Smelling a light musky smell you sigh, feeling utterly happy. You were familiar to that smell, it was something you loved. It took a while to think about whom it belonged too but his name finally flared in your head.
Castiel.
His mere presence made you happy, it wasn’t your fault, you were just completely in love with him. It was so sudden, you just knew he was someone that could make you feel safe in this mucked up world of demons and angels. Monsters that prowl in the dark coming to kill you and all your friends. Leaving you living on the edge, worrying constantly, if they ever were going to come home.
You run a hand through your hair and meet another resting on top. You push yourself up quickly, confused at who it belonged to. You open your mouth slightly looking at Castiel lying on the bed, shirtless, and completely confused as to why you panicked. You quickly look away from his naked upper half, slightly embarrassed. He was someone you never saw without a shirt, you were confused about why he was, honestly.
“What happened?” You breathe, clearing your thoughts of Castiel, you didn’t want him having any idea that you had a crush on him. How childish…
“Well, you were passed out at the cabin and I was worried, so I brought you to the motel to rest. I…I’m sorry.” He stuttered worriedly hoping he didn’t scare you off.
“Oh…” you say, confused at his care. Why would he be nice to you? I’m sure he could’ve had plenty of other things to do than rescue you, “Thank you.” You smile, he returns it. You sit yourself back down on the mattress next to him. He smiles triumphantly and holds you next to him. He acted smoothly while you felt awkward. But as he held onto you, you realise your new attire. It wasn’t your thick hunting gear or tight under clothing, it was a t-shirt, way too big to be yours and a small pair of shorts you’ve never seen in your life.
“What?” He asks looking down at you shyly.
“What am I wearing?” you ask with a laugh.
“Um… it’s an old shirt of mine and shorts. Why?” he asks quietly.
“Well, I didn’t get changed into this, so…” You ask, feeling your cheeks burn. The idea of him seeing you in just your underwear made very pleasing thoughts race through your head. Damn you dirty mind.
“I promise I didn’t look or anything, I wouldn’t wish to violate you that way.” He says with a small smile.
“Well thank you again. I feel safer now.” You sigh snuggling back down into the pillows, “Cas?”
“Yes?” He replies pulling a stray strand of hair away from your face.
“Are we…uh…just friends?” You ask in almost a whisper.
“Of course, friends look out for each other. Right?” He whispers.
“Right.” You choke turning away from him, facing the wall. You resist the urge to cry as Castiel stands and paces around the room. The man you love, is just your friend.
Just your friend.
*Time skip*
“Why are we here?” you ask Castiel as you pace up to Bobby’s front porch, the door was open and it was thriving with dancing drunks and partying people.
“Because we need to talk to Sam and Dean, and they are meant to be here. Don’t drink any of that stuff though, you’ll likely to get into trouble, and I don’t want to have to save you again.” He smiled. You were about to argue that point but he disappeared. With a sigh you walk inside and trudge around in your tight dress looking for the stupid Winchesters.
“Hey, (y/n)” A girl calls behind you. You turn and spy Charlie bouncing over too you.
“Charlie!” you giggle, pulling her into a hug, “I haven’t seen you in forever.”
“I know!” She whines pulling you along, “Come help me set up would you?” You follow obediently and help set up the game Charlie had concocted. Seven minutes in heaven.
“What are you gonna put in?” Charlie giggles passing you the bag.
“Um… no idea, will my ring do?” you ask twisting the small mood ring off your finger and into the bag.
“Of course. Now pass it along.” She ushers, and you turn to the next person who just happens to be Castiel. He gives you a sly grin before placing a black feather inside and passing it on. He then walks off not saying another word, “Can he read minds?” Charlie asks knowing for well about your crush on him.
“I fahking hope not.” You groan turning back to her with a worried smile.
“He looked like he was into you…” She teased.
“Shut up.” You mumble walking off to find something strong to drink.
About an hour later the items were beginning to be drawn. Charlie was teasing you with every cheeky flick of her wrist in the bag, waiting for the feather to be revealed.
“A black feather!” She calls flashing you a smile, your smile drops as Castiel makes his way up the front, not making eye contact with anyone, “A mood ring.” Charlie slurs from up front already looking at you who was utterly in shock. Your face reddened and you quickly hurried to Castiel’s side and walked into the nearest room.
You pace in the room. Nothing will happen, you chant, we’re just friends. Why are we just friends!?
“What’s wrong? You seem…nervous?” Castiel asks leaning on the door, shutting it from behind.
“I’m not nervous. I’m…frustrated.” You sigh meeting his eyes shining in the darkness.
“With what? You are normally really patient.” He muses.
“With you. I guess.” You say sitting back on the bed. He joins you and cocks his head, watching you intently.
“Why me?” He whispers curiously.
“Like you don’t know! You’re way to perfect to have not realized.” You say feeling a small lake of tears well in your eyes.
“Realized what? I don’t understand.” He says. You frown and give up on your self-restraint.
“This.” You whisper before pushing your lips on his. He pulls back instantly and you can’t stop a startled cry.
“You fancy me?” He asked stunned. You smile awkwardly and nod, “I… I didn’t expect that.” He said rubbing the back of his neck.
“I’m sorry.” You whisper and stand up, walking for the door.
“Wait!” He calls.
“What’s the point? You don’t care for me, I’m wasting my time.” You say holding on to the door knob. Before you could turn it Castiel whirls you round to face him before backing you up so you were pressed with your back to the door.
“Don’t care for you?” He asks infuriated, “Do you think that I would spend hours looking for you in the woods because I don’t care? Or take you somewhere to rest and be safe because I don’t care? You believe that I don’t want to know anything about your wellbeing (y/n)?”
“You know I didn’t mean that! Of course you care, you’re my friend.” You say harshly spitting out the word ‘friend’ for emphasis.
“Friend? I don’t think I’ve ever lain by a woman in a bed and watch her sleep because I was her friend.” He says quietly restraining the frustration in his voice.
“Kiss me.” You demand, trying your luck. You felt the door open behind you but you slammed it back down refusing whoever it was from stopping this moment. Castiel frowned but lent in closer anyway. “If you really care, you will kiss me.” You say relishing in your moment of superiority.
“I do care, I really do.” He whispers before pressing on your lips holding you on the door. He didn’t come softly, he pushed it. He knew you both wanted it so he didn’t bother waiting. You smile on his lips as you tasted him. He nipped at your bottom lip and begged for entrance which you happily obliged to. His tongue darted around your mouth exploring every crevice. You groan and wrap your arms around his waist, holding yourself closer to him. He threaded his fingers in your hair and began to trace the top of the tight strapless dress you were wearing with his tongue before dragging his tongue up to your collar bone tonguing your sweet spot and sucking it, wanting to leave you with his brand. You groan as he nibbles you and feel your way up his shirt. You’ve waited so long for this, finally it was happening. His hands find your thighs and pull them up so you wrap your legs around his hips.
His mouth leaves the place he branded and returns to your lips. Skilfully he takes you over to the double bed situated in the middle of the room. He places you down with no level of gentleness and begins to increase the intensity of his kisses. You smile as you feel his pants harden and begin to draw small circles with your hips in an agonizingly slow pace making him groan in pleasure. He rolls you on top of him and lifts his hands to the dresses zipper and begins to take it down revealing your bare back and continuing until it ends at the beginning of your arse. He smiles and begins to run his fingers down you causing shivers to erupt all over you. You groan as his hands reach-
“DAMN!” Charlie laughs from doorway. You blush and look down at Castiel who smiles shyly.

“I love you.” he whispers stroking your hair back.

“I love you too.” You say pecking him again on the lips.

~Let your imagination take it from here~