Too Late [Part two] (Castielx Reader)
Pairing: Castiel x reader
Requested: No.
Fandom: Supernatural.
Summary: Castiel wants to keep y/n safe, and he becomes a little clingy.
Warnings: Fluff, Angst.
Rating: Fluff-Angst (Flangst?)
A/n: So, some people asked me for a part two, so here it is. I’m thinking of maybe turning this into a series, so let me know if that’s something y’all would want!
Title: Too Late (Part Two)
Read Part One Here
Castiel stands still, and stares forward. Dean and Sam glance at each other and shrug.
“Hey buddy, what’s going on?” Dean asks and stands up from his spot at the table. Castiel’s expression doesn’t change as he glances back at Dean. “Wow- Cas, man, you’re looking down...is this about...” His words trail off, and Castiel shakes his head quickly.
“Dean, I need to ask you something-” He stops suddenly when y/n walks out, his gaze instantly falls on her. Sam frowns slightly as Castiel’s expression sinks and his eyes dull slightly.
Y/n looks around at them and raises her eyebrows. “What’s going on...?” When her eyes meet Castiel’s, her breath leaves her throat in a choked sigh. “Castiel...” He flinches slightly, and worry suddenly fills him. Had she seen him in her room this morning?
“Y/n, I-”
“I’m sorry, Castiel.” She says slowly. “I’m sorry for yelling at you- it was rude.” She laughs dryly, and breaks his gaze. “You’re just looking out for me- just like my brothers do.” Castiel’s words catch in his throat, and he nods. She smiles slightly and moves forward. “So, we good?”
Castiel’s heart pounds erratically in his chest as she moves closer to him, her arms held out for a hug. Her head is tilted up, and her bright e/c eyes stare up at him. He swallows roughly when she wraps her arms around him. He stands perfectly still as she hugs him, unsure of what to do. Every molecule of his being longs to wrap his arms around her, hold her close, lift her up and hold her in his arms-
Castiel pulls away quickly and his eyes dart around the room. Y/n stares up at him, confusion clouding her eyes.
“Castiel, are we okay?” He looks down at her, his jaw clenching. Pain flashes briefly in the angel’s blue eyes and he nods solemnly.
“Yeah- yeah, y/n. We’re good.” He begins to turn away, and Y/n grabs his arm.
“Really, Castiel? It doesn’t sound like we are...please, please tell me we are okay.” He turns around once more, and eyes her silently before nodding again.
“I would tell you if we weren’t y/n.” A look of relief crosses her face as she smiles, and she turns around.
“Great, awesome. So guys, got any new cases?”
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When the group gets back from a routine salt and burn case, Castiel reaches out to y/n. “You’re hurt,” he murmurs. Castiel cocks his head to the side as he studies her, brushing the back of his hand down her cheek without thinking. /n closes her eyes at the affectionate gesture, and she shrugs slightly.
“It’s not that bad, just a few scratches and bruises.” Castiel’s blue eyes warm as he steps closer, holding her face in his hands. He closes his eyes briefly as he heals y/n’s minor wounds. It only takes a few seconds, and when he’s finished he lets his arms drop to his side, and he pulls away. He turns to the two brothers.
“Do any of you require healing?”
“Not if it’s going to be that intimate,” Dean grunts and holds his side. Castiel cocks his head to the side, startled at the warm sensation spreading through his chest.
“In...intimate?” He mutters, and glances back at y/n. She rolls her eyes and hops off the table, sticking her tongue out at Dean.
“Oh shut up, you’re just upset that I saved your as-butt. Your butt.” Castiel’s eyebrows furrow, and he meets y/n’s gaze.
“A...assbutt?” He mutters, confused at the word she used.
“No- no- I had started to say as-” She sighs, smiling at the utter confusion on his face. “Never mind, it’s not important.” Castiel shrugs as he turns to Dean, quickly healing his injuries and doing the same for Sam.
When he’s finished, Sam and Dean head off to bed, but y/n stays behind, a conflicted look on her face. “Castiel?” She finally asks. He glances over immediately, his eyes softening as they meet her gaze.
“Yes, y/n?”
“I just wanted to make sure you knew how much I care for you, Castiel. We all do; you’re really important to us.” She sighs, and drags a hand down her face. He tilts his head, his lips parting slightly as he stares at her.
“You’ve all made that clear, y/n. I know,” he says, giving her a soft smile. “I care for you too, y/n.” His gaze intensifies for a moment, and he adds, almost as if a second thought; “All of you. You’re all important to me.” She nods, and smiles brightly.
“Well, some of us have to sleep, unlike you angels,” she hits his arm playfully, and laughs when Castiel looks offended and hurt at the action. She pulls him into a hug quickly, and laughs. “Don’t look so beaten up, Castiel. It’s like a sign of affect- friendship,” she coughs, and pulls away. He stares down at her and his lips quirk up into a lopsided smile.
“Well, get some sleep then,” he says, nudging her shoulder slightly. She laughs at this action, and heads over to the hallway, stopping when he calls her name. She turns around, and looks at the almost nervous looking angel.
“Y/n, please...” His gaze lifts up to meet hers, and he smiles- almost cheekily- “Call me Cas.”