After Math -Castiel Imagine
Summary: Both Castiel and the reader deal with the consequences that the spell the witch cast on Castiel has had.
You swung your machete and the vamps head rolled from its shoulders. ‘Dean’ You sprinted forwards and dropped to your knees by the older hunter. He was tied to the pillar in the basement. ‘Dean’ You slapped his face as Sam took care of the last vamp. Dean’s head flopped to the side and he groaned slightly. You gasped slightly.
Blood covered the side of his neck. Some vamp must have taken a bite out of him before you got there ‘Shit’ You cursed and reached down pulling off your top, leaving you in nothing but a bra on top. Sam dropped down behind his brother and started to undo the ropes tying his hands. You pressed your balled up shirt to his neck. ‘This is really bleeding out Sam’ You panicked watching the red soak through the blue material.
Sam crept around to you. ‘Can you stop it?’ He asked and you shook your head your eyes wide. You took a deep breath. You would have to do something you really didn’t want to do. Something you had been avoiding for almost two months. ‘Cas’ You prayed. ‘Dean’s been hurt, real bad. We need you’ No sooner had you finished then the flap of wings were heard.
You felt his presence by your side and watched him out of the corner of your eye refusing to look him straight on. He raised his hand and put two fingers to Dean’s forehead. Dean gasped and his eyes shot open. His face went straight into fight mode but when he seen it was just you he relaxed. You took your top from his neck and ran your fingers over the skin on his neck breathing a sigh of relief escaping you as you seen it was as if it had never been hurt.
You seen Cas look at you as Dean sent you a smirk. Cas did a double take probably only noticing now what you were wearing, or more importantly, the lack of what you were wearing. He stood as you turned your focus back to Dean. You dropped your top to the ground. You had another back at the bunker, which was only an hours drive away, and it wasn’t like the boys hadn’t seen you without your top before. You had been on enough hunts that you had gotten hurt on at least one and they had to patch you up.
Sam put his hand on Dean’s shoulder. ‘You okay?’ Dean nodded. ‘Damn vamp decided to munch on me before you got here’ He grunted before sending you a wink. ‘But I’m much better now’ You rolled your eyes and slapped his shoulder standing up. ‘Shut up Winchester’ You chuckled at him. You felt something touch your arm. It was warm.
You turned to see Castiel’s hand nudging you. He held his trench coat in his hand offering it to you. His eyes still on Dean. ‘You have no shirt’ Castiel’s deep voice ran through you giving you shivers. You shook your head even though he wasn’t looking at you and helped Dean stand. ‘I have one back at the bunker’ You shrugged steadying Dean and patting his chest. ‘Please’ Cas nudged you again.
Dean straightened himself out with a smile. ‘Why don’t you just zap her back to the bunker now?’ Dean patted your shoulder and winked at Sam. Sam gave him the bitch face. For the last two months Dean had been nagging you to ‘just talk to him’ or ‘Why don’t I just lock you both in a room?’ Sam had been there to give him a punch when he had started nagging you. Sam was the one who sat and let you rant about how stupid you had been, he was there to wrap his arms around you when you needed one.
Dean walked by you and squeezed your bare shoulder. ‘Me and Sammy got this covered’ Dean picked up a head and started to walk out of the basement. Sam looked between you and Castiel. You sighed and looked at the Angel beside you. His bright blue eyes were focused on your, for the first time since he had left. ‘Please’ He breathed. You felt something being laid across your shoulders and hands squeezed your shoulders. You looked up to see Sam standing beside you. He smiled softly down at you.
You placed your hands over his and smiled back at him. He nodded at you and grabbed a body following his brother. You out your arms through the plaid shirt Sam had been wearing seconds before. Reaching down you buttoned it up and tucked it into your jeans so that the large button down wasn’t swamping you. ‘Do you love him?’ The question caught you by surprise.
You looked up from your hands to find Cas still watching you. His eyes looked over your form in Sam’s large shirt. His face had gone from pleading and was now hard and stoic, like his Godstiel phase. You gulped the look going straight through you. ‘Like a brother, yes’ This was the longest you had spent with him and you were finding your resolve crumbling. All those lies you had told yourself about not needing him were fading away. Cas was one of your closest friends, of course you needed him. The fact that you had fallen for him meant that you just wanted to throw your arms around him and never let go of him again.
Cas dropped his arm still holding his trench coat. The bottom of it dragging along the dusty floor. The tie landed in a small puddle of blood. ‘He’s always been there for me’ You shrugged and crossed your arms. ‘You’re coat is getting dirty’ You pointed out.
Cas didn’t respond just stayed watching you. You sighed and turned heading to grab a body. A hand wrapped around your arm tugging you to a stop. ‘You are not in love with him’ It was more of a statement than a question but you turned. You almost jumped at how close he was. ‘Then why would you take his clothing and not mine. I offered first’ You pulled your arm from his. ‘Like I said Sam’s been there for me. Last time I wore your clothes you ignored me for two month’ You snapped. ‘Wouldn’t want to make it a year or anything’ Cas’ mouth opened and closed. ‘Y/n’ your name slipped from his plump lips.
You shook your head grabbing a body. ‘I have a case to clean up after Castiel. Thank’s for saving Dean. You left him standing in the basement as you dragged the body up the stairs.
The next day you strolled into the library to get a book. Dean and Sam were sitting a table each with a beer. what made you sigh though was the trench coat clad angel that sat beside Dean and across from Sam. His head shot up when you walked up the steps. ‘Y/n’ He stood the chair scraping along the ground. You waved him off not making eye contact with him and making your way over to the shelves. ‘I’m just grabbing a book and then I’ll be back to my room’ You bent grabbing a book and turning.
You glanced one last time at Castiel to see him still standing and shifting nervously. You felt your heart go out to him. Your chest tightened, he still couldn’t even look at you. You felt a lump in your throat and you turned rushing from the library and down the halls towards your room.
Your arm shot out punching the bag in front of you. You had spent about 10 minutes trying to read before you had realised you didn’t even understand the words you were reading. ‘I thought I’d find you here’ You heard from the door. You looked over your shoulder to see Sam standing in the doorway smiling slightly. He wore a dark shirt and a black tracksuit. ‘Couldn’t concentrate’ You turned back to the bag and began punching it again.
After a few seconds a hand intercepted your hand turning you away from the bag. Your arm came up from your chest to stop Sam’s fist from hitting your face. ‘Cas is sorry’ You slid your arm down his and gripped his wrist pulling him forwards. You and Sam had spared a lot lately. It was a good way to relieve stress and Sam was only happy to do this. He lurched forwards and you swept out your leg. Sam seemed to anticipate this and brought you down with him.
He wasn’t quick enough and you rolled away from him. ‘Castiel can say sorry himself Sam’ You snapped as he looked up from the floor. Sam had a habit of trying to build bridges between people. ‘It’s why he’s here today’ He stood and took a swing at you. You grabbed and swung back moving to the side to bring your knee up. His hand wrapped around your thigh and he lifted. You brought your other one up and swung it around him. Your heal came down on the back of his knee.
He grunted and went down on his knee. You pushed forwards pushing him onto his back. He grunted as you gripped his arms pinning them above his head. ‘You could at least try put up a fight’ you rolled your eyes knowing he wasn’t trying, he was letting you off easy so that you wouldn’t be too preoccupied with fighting him because he wanted you to talk.
He gave you a bitch face and bucked underneath you trying to unsteady you but you just leaned closer. You grunted as his hips rutted against yours. His eyes widened. ‘So that’s your tactic?’ You raised an eyebrow and his face converged in a smirk. He yanked his arms upwards causing you to jerk forwards. He rolled and ended up on top of you.
He smirked looking down at you now with your hands pinned on to the floor. ‘Now are you ready to just listen to me?’ He sighed out and you rolled your eyes.
Both of your heads snapped to the left as you heard someone clear their throat. Dean and Cas stood in the doorway to the room just where Sam was a few minutes before. Dean had his hand on Cas’ shoulder as they both looked at you. Dean’s hand held a handful of Castiel’s trench coat.
Sam scrambled off you standing to his full height. You sat up and Cas looked away from both you and Sam. ‘I’ll,-eh-we’ll leave you two alone’ Sam strode towards the door and Dean shoved Cas into the room with you. ‘I thought you were going to talk to her, not jump her Sammy’ You heard Dean grumble as he slammed the door shut behind his brother.
You sighed and looked down at your hands. You heard footsteps coming closer but you refused to look at the Angel. A large land appeared in your view and you looked up following the beige arm to the bright blue eyes focused on you. You sighed a little before taking his hand and allowing him to pull you to your feet. ‘You told me you didn’t love him’ His voice was small, something you weren’t used to with Castiel.
You pulled your hand from him. ‘I said I loved him like my brother’ You walked over to the table taking your bottle of water from it. ‘From what I have seen from the world that is not how you treat your brother Y/n’ His voice was growing louder. And angrier. You closed your eyes trying to keep yourself calm. ‘We were fighting Cas, not that it’s any of your business’ You ended up growling out the last bit.
A hand wrapped around your bicep and you were whirled around, the bottle flew from your hand. You leaned away a little unsteady as you were pushed backwards the small of your back hitting the edge of the table and you had to lean back over it. One of your hands gripped the table your nails biting into the wood. The other that Cas had a hold of gripped the lapels of his coat stopping yourself from falling backwards completely.
Castiel pressed himself against you glaring down at you. The glare was completely lost on you at the feel of his body against yours, it was the first time in such a long time and it reminded you just how much you loved, and needed, him against you. ‘It is my business’ Cas’ voice was deep voice was threatening. ‘Why Castiel? Why do you think you have any right to my business anymore’ You tried to push him away from you but the celestial being was a lot stronger than you.
His gaze softened a little. ‘I did not come here to fight with you Y/n’ His voice was softer but had a stern tone behind it that made you gulp. You had to stop yourself from letting it go straight between your legs. ‘I came here to apologise’ You looked away from the intense blue of his eyes your eyes landing on the almost empty bottle and the pool of water around it. ‘You couldn’t even look at me’ You whispered feeling all fight drain from you.
A soft finger came to rest under your chin and tilted your head back up to him. His thumb ran across the skin beside your mouth. ‘I did not realise my distancing myself from you was hurting you as much as it did’ He paused as your eyes met his again. ‘Until Dean told me how much it was affecting you’ You sighed. ‘I’m going to kill him’ You snapped and Cas smiled a little.
You couldn’t help but smile back having missed the look of it on Castiel’s face. ‘It was not just him, it was seeing you with Sam. You choose him over me yesterday’ There was a hint of sadness in his voice and you just wanted to wrap your arms around him. ‘I understand why you choose him. I promised not to leave you, and I left’ You had heard that tone in his voice before, the regret. He used it whenever he screwed up.
You shot forwards and wrapped your arm around his shoulders hiding your face in his neck. No matter how angry you were at Cas or how much he screwed up you could never stand to see him like this. He tensed under your sudden action and you remembered he didn’t like being hugged. But before you could pull away his hand unwrapped from your arm and his arms wound around your waist. He buried his face in your neck relaxing in your arms. ‘I am sorry. I’m sorry Y/n’ His voice was muffled by your skin.
You felt tears gathering in your eyes as you wrapped your other arm around him holding him tightly to you. You relaxed in his arms enjoying the feel of them around you, and him being so relaxed about it. ‘Why? Why did it take you two months?’ You tangled your hands in his hair closing your eyes leaning into him. ‘The way I acted under that spell. I believed I needed to give you space’ He pulled away from you stepping away. ‘I acted inappropriately, very inappropriately’ Your hands dropped back to your sides as Castiel looked away from you and towards the door. ‘It was the spell’ You reached out for him but stopped half way dropping your hand back to your side.
You couldn’t touch him like you wanted to, that’s not how he was anymore. ‘I angered you when I was around you so much, you asked me to stop using my wings so you could have space’ You shook your head. ‘No, no, that was so I could talk to the boys about getting you back Cas, back to your normal self’ You rushed. ‘It wasn’t because I needed space. Cas, I understood that it was a spell, that you wouldn’t normally act like that’ He opened his mouth but sighed and closed it again. ‘Cas?’ This time when you reached out you let yourself take his hand.
Castiel looked up at looking at you through his lashes, and as if he was ashamed of something. ‘I enjoyed it’ He said it as if it he was saying he had done the most horrible thing in the world. ‘I enjoyed spending so much time with you, being that close to you, being allowed hold you and watch over you as you slept. I craved it’ You squeezed his hand. ‘It was the spell’ You muttered. Truth be told you were a little hurt, the way he said it as if he shouldn’t feel those things as if it was wrong to want you.
Of course it was, he was an Angel you were, well, you. ‘That is not what caused me to distance myself from you. If it had just been the spell, I would have apologised and there would be no harm done’ He paused again and you felt his hand squeeze yours. He looked down at them both but you kept your eyes on his face. ‘It was the spell that allowed me to act upon it. I craved you a long time before and I still crave you now’ You felt yourself tense.
Castiel wanted you. Even before the spell he wanted you, even now he wanted you. You reached out and touched your fingers to his cheek making him turn his head to look at you again. Your heart flipped as he looked at you. You loved those blue eyes. ‘I left because now that I knew what it felt like to act upon them. I wanted to act upon them again and I did not wish to anger you’ You furrowed your eyebrows. ‘You didn’t want to anger me?’ You breathed out stepping closer to him. ‘I angered you while I was under that spell’ You sighed.
Of course he didn’t understand. This was Castiel afterall, of course he didn’t get it. ‘No Cas, I enjoyed having you around. I liked having you there when I went to sleep, and when I woke up. I liked the way you wanted to spend time with me, I liked having you touching me, hugging me, it didn’t anger me Cas. The fact that it was all a spell angered me. The fact that you weren’t you angered me. The fact that it was every second of the day and you had no concept of what you were doing wrong, the real you does. Also the fact that you wanted to smite Dean for arguing with me’ You stepped closer so that you were right in front of him, your chest almost pressed against his.
Cas watched you with his lips parted. ‘You liked it?’ No matter how much you could tell he was trying to cover the surprise in his voice it was still there. ‘I’ve never felt more safe in my life than when you were looking after me. I’ve never felt happier’ A smile crept onto Castiel’s face as you spoke. He laid his hand on the side of your face and you made a show of leaning your face into his touch causing his smile to only get larger. ‘May I try something. Dean told me I should’ You rolled your eyes, knowing the older Winchester it could be something crazy, but you nodded anyway. You couldn’t say no to him when he was looking at you like that.
Before you could register him leaning in Castiel pressed his lips to yours. You sighed and leaned into him closing your eyes. His hand pulled you closer and you let go of his other one to grip his coat pressing him to you. Your other arm wrapped around his shoulders holding him close. You smiled into the kiss as he wrapped his arm around your waist crushing your body against his.
A moment later he pulled away. ‘Did-did you enjoy that?’ He asked nervous. You smiled widely at him. ‘Yes, did you?’ His fingers traced over your cheek. ‘Yes, very much, more than I thought I could’ His eyes flickered to your lips and back up to your eyes. ‘May I kiss you again?’ He asked quietly and you tangled your fingers in his short black hair. ‘Cas, you can do that whenever you want’ His hand reached around to the back of your neck and he pulled you in for another kiss.
And he did, Cas kissed you as often as he wanted, which was a lot. He hugged you a lot, sometimes he would pull you into his chest and not let you go, sometimes he would come up behind you and wrap his arms around you leaning his chin on your shoulder. He took you on a few dates even, they were unique, just like him. He would try and be there for you as much as he could when you were going to sleep, and every time he was he was always there when you woke up, apart from the few times he attempted breakfast in bed again. Whenever he seen you he would always touch you in some way, whether it was holding your hand, laying his on the small of your back, or on your thigh when you were sitting, or your favourite when you weren’t in public his hand would drift down to your ass.
The only thing he hadn’t done was ask you to be his girlfriend, you even heard Dean telling him that was the next ‘big step’ for you two. But honestly, you were happy the way you were.
You had Castiel and that’s all you needed.
