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Chapter 1
Cas POV
the shirt might’ve been a bit excessive, but I didn’t care, I pulled the socks on attempting to walk out into the kitchen, finding it difficult to walk I slipped around a bit, luckily both Sam and Dean were on a hunt so I would not have to listen to their laughter as I struggled to walk normally down to the kitchen, when did everything get so slippery, I rolled my eyes imagining Deans voice in my head as he mocked me slightly, it was the middle of the night and i found myself increasingly thirsty, a sensation I had never known before, sliding into the kitchen rather gracefully considering the difficulty, I slid over to the cabinet and grabbed a glass before my legs decided standing straight up was boring, and began to move away from each other, they slid quickl to opposite sides and I felt myself fall, managing to grab the glass I held onto the counter, as I walked over to the sink, I held the counter as I filled the glass before I heard a crash, I downed the water quickly before turning and darting toward them, I found myself off balance as I fell toward the person quickly, hearing the sound of breaking glass, I heard a familiar voice
“Cas!” it said surprised as I ran into him, leather and flannel greeted me as well as the strong smell of blood, and salt water?
“Dean?” I asked confused,
“Cas, what are you doing up its like 4 in the morning,”
“I couldn’t sleep,” i said leaning into him, the effects of weariness had begun to sink into me after what Dean called “an adrenaline rush”
“tired Cassie?” he joked,
“yes Dean,” I whispered,
“come here princess,” he said picking me up, bridal style, I nuzzled into his neck
“Cas, you’re like a freaking cat man,” he joked but continued to carry me
“Dean,” I said as he put me down
“yes your majesty,” he said sarcastically
“I can’t sleep,”
“Would you like me to lay down with you?”
“would you?”
“sure,” he said shrugging,
“you do need a shower and a change of clothes,” I said
“fine,” he said rolling his eyes, I snapped my fingers quickly, before remembering
“oh,” I whispered, he tousled my hair and walked out of the room, I felt a shadow loom over me, did they not want me anymore, was I a hassle for them? did they only keep me around because of my grace? What use was I to them as a human?
I thought miserably, I spaced out lying in my misery and thoughts before I felt damp hair on my forehead,
“move over, you’re clogging the bed,” Dean said, he shoved me over slightly, and I lay on my back, I felt his arm on top of my chest as he rolled onto me
“Come ‘ere,” he said, pulling me closer to him, I felt his hand graze my cheek “what’s wrong Cas?” he asked
“nothing, just adjusting to human life is…strange,” I said
“don’t lie to me Cas, what else is bugging you,”
how could he tell
“Really, its nothing Dean I promise,” I said smiling leaning back a bit from him, though it felt wrong, he probably doesn’t care, he was just checking cause it seemed like the right thing to do, he will think you don’t want him just like he always does, and he will shove you away and go back to his own room. But I was wrong, he didn’t leave, he didn’t shove me away, he didn’t move closer to me, though I could see the thoughts turning behind his eyes, I could feel what he let out through the little cracks in his armour but it didn’t give away much, if anything at all, for once I couldn’t read the thoughts behind his candy apple green eyes,
“Cas, I know its not nothing, but I’m not gonna force you to talk about anything you don’t want to,” he said, picking each word carefully as if I could crumble at any moment, I leaned back into him, I couldn’t yet talk about what was troubling me, so I didn’t. I closed my eyes and longed for sleep to come to me.
I wrote this in about 20 min, because I was bored and it was the middle of the night, please ignore any typos or bad english.