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Meg was fuming. Not only had she allowed her sister to drag her along on this stupid couples getaway with her new boyfriend, ignoring the fact she wasn’t even a couple, she had to deal with the boyfriend’s friend. Some stick up his ass, quiet judgmental type named Castiel. Named after an angel and holier than thou it was already grinding on Meg’s frayed nerves. Better still the resort had screwed up the reservation, leaving her and Castiel sharing a room with a small full bed. To top it off, the entire place was booked up. Meg could feel a migraine coming on and was ready to snap at the first person she saw. Smirking almost vilely to herself she picked her target in said angel named know it all, “Alright Clarence, so here’s how this works, I’m taking the bed, you find some comfortable piece of rug to curl up on and if you’re a good boy I might give you a pillow.”
Meg was surprised when he didn’t put up a fight. Hell, she had been expecting one. From everything Ruby had told her this guy was some judgmental know it all, but then again it is not easy to get along with Ruby. Meg was surprised she had held on to Sam for as long as she had.
Instead of a fight Meg only got a quiet response of “Who is Clarence?”
It confused her and irritated her. Those damn sparkly blue eyes were boring right into her soul and she was not comfortable with whatever angel boy might be seeing. Attempting to snark him away she simply said, “What, don’t you ever watch TV around Christmastime?”
A simple shake of the head was all she got and it irked Meg more than she was willing to admit. The entire situation was throwing her off and that was not a position she enjoyed. To be fair, Castiel hadn’t done anything to even remotely annoying her, but for some reason she felt uncomfortable in his presence. Giving a small huff, she stalked her way out of the room, planning on getting very drunk and forgetting all about her wayward roommate.
The first two nights went off without a hitch. Castiel was either out or asleep by the time Meg stumbled her way back to the room. It was always so strange to see him like that, Meg thought. It was one of the few times he ever looked at peace. Meg was actually starting to lighten up, kind of enjoying his company. Aside from those piercing eyes, he was the best roommate she had ever had. Quiet, tidy and never got in her way.
She also didn’t mind what the little tree topper looked like. Spying him one day after a swim Meg wasn’t ashamed to say he made her mouth water just a little bit. Of course she always banished the thought, mostly because those eyes still put her off. They were too…everything. Too intense, too searching, too blue. Looking into them made Meg think about how Castiel could see past all her bullshit and it frightened her. Better just to ignore him and go their separate ways once the trip was over.
That would have been much easier to do had Meg dealt with these assholes at the bar before things got out of hand. Meg was a big girl she knew what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to take it. Unfortunately this time what she had thought about taking turned out to be Thing One and Two being royal douchebags who couldn’t hold their liquor.
Normally not a problem, but Meg had already had a few and was not in the best position to defend herself. The dynamic douche patrol was also getting a little handsy and there was no one at the bar who seemed willing to help. Meg was trying to throw them off for the fourth time when a deep gravelly voice caught her off guard and made her shiver just a bit, “Leave her alone.”
All three turned to see Castiel standing there, his eye blazing with anger and his fists clenched tight. Thing One made a motion towards Castiel, causing Thing Two to start to make his move. A loud crunch could be heard, which Meg assumed was Thing Two’s nose being broken as he fell to the crowd crying. Thing One started babbling something, but Castiel didn’t let him finish. Meg found herself suddenly freed as Castiel twisted the big man’s arm out of his socket. It happened so fast Meg fell and bumped her head pretty hard against the bar.
The douche brothers dealt with, Castiel leaned down to check on Meg. Her vision swimming slightly, whether from the booze or head bump, she came back staring into those damn eyes again. She felt that same involuntary shiver every time she saw them but it was different this time. Eyes that were filled with concern and an apology, as though it were his fault she was injured. Muttering something about being fine, Meg got to unsteady feet and let Castiel lead them back to their room.
Once there Castiel again apologized, but Meg waved him off. She was still a little dizzy and drunk, but what was bugging her most was his eyes. They were still staring right through her, but with a look that could only be described as scared joy. As though Castiel thought her getting hurt was his fault, but the fact she was ok made him happy. It gave her a small tingle of butterflies in the pit of her stomach and she didn’t know whether she like the feeling or not. Trying to clear her head, she felt Castiel leave her side on the bed, moving back to his corner of the room. She didn’t realize until he was gone how comforting a presence he was to her. Clearing her throat she asked, “What are you doing?”
Castiel gave her a perplexed look, cocking his head to the side like a puppy would, “Going to sleep? I am doing my best to follow your wishes about the unfortunate room arrangement.”
Meg almost giggled. Castiel was always so formal and stiff it was adorable in a way. Meg shook her head, thinking she may regret what she was about to say the next morning but she didn’t care at the moment, “Cas, its fine to share the bed. You shouldn’t have to be uncomfortable like that, especially after tonight. It’s the least I could do.”
Castiel gave her a confused look, most likely as this was the first time she used his actual name the entire time he had known her. Slowly crawling into bed behind her, Meg could feel how tense he was, doing his best to keep some amount of modesty between them.
This time Meg actually giggled, unable to ignore the fact that Castiel’s presence was comforting her. He was like a beacon of warmth and she was having trouble not snuggling into it. Throwing caution to the wind, Meg slowly rolled over, finding herself face to face with those bright blue eyes.
Not saying a word, she wormed her way under Castiel’s arm, settling her head on his chest. Hearing the rapid thump of his heart made her smile, knowing she at least had some affect on him. Castiel started to mumble something before Meg cut him off, “Just let a girl sleep Clarence, I’m comfy.”
Meg felt his sigh, but couldn’t deny the little flutter in her heart when she felt his arms wrap around her, pulling her closer to him and warming her to the core. As she slowly drifted off to the sound his heart, she couldn’t help but smile as he said, “I still don’t know who Clarence is.”