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Castiel x reader

Reader can be either genders

No pronouns discussed??

A/N: this chapter is a fluff! Also you call castiel cassie sometimes!

Warnings: mentions of blood, slight undressing (male only), top half of body undressed (male) mild description of a male body (abdomen up), kissing, mild language, romantic thoughts.

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Doing laundry, Its a regular occurrence for you and doing it for someone else too. You always offered to do Sam and Dean’s laundry, to which they always accepted. Doing laundry definitely was not new to you, but what was new, was helping Castiel do his because he’s now a human. Usually he could use his grace to freshen up but you offered to help him with everything that came with being human, laundry being one of them.

Luckily for both of you, with Castiel being covered in blood, the laundromat was empty.

But one thing you couldn’t help but think about? Castiel without the trench coat on. You loved it, but the thought of what was underneath it?

Cas stood in front of the washing machine, looking at you questionably for a moment before shrugging and immediately taking his trench coat off. You expected to tell him to take them off and how to use the machine, but he seems pretty confident.

You stood there, your arms crossed and smiling as you watched him, very amused. Castiel turned to you as he put his trench coat in the washing machine.

“This- what im doing is correct, isn’t it?”

He questioned, his bright blue eyes staring into your y/e/c eyes.

“Uh yeah!” You assured.

Castiel nodded slowly, still slightly unsure, but he trusted your word. His gaze slowly looked into the washing machine, and his gaze held that usual innocent but curious look to it. You had to be honest, there was something about his curiousness that made your heart skip beats. There were Sam girls, there were Dean girls, but you were always a Cas girl, no matter what. You know, how could anyone not find him adorable.

He fiddled with a whole in his his shirt as he turned his body to completely face you.

“Now what?” He asked

“You put whatever else you want to be washed in.” You explained, definitely not expecting what was to come.

Castiel looked towards his bloodied up suit for a moment before slowly nodding, taking his suit of carefully. He placed the jacket in with the trench coat with ease, but that soon vanished when it came to his shirt. He struggled to take the buttons off. Noticing him struggling you laughed a little bit. He turned to face you and huffed.

“What are you laughing at?” He asked.

“Nothing.” You replied, mildly trying to keep it together.

Cas looked at you for a moment, a slightly suspicious glare in his eyes, until his shirt was completely off. He stood in front of you now shirtless. Castiel was usually covered by his trench coat and suit, so you hadn’t seen him so exposed and shirtless before.

His muscles. Damn.

Your cheeks grew slightly hot, and you could feel yourself staring slightly.

Castiel stared at you like usual, his curiousity only growing as he noticed your flushed face.

“Why are you red?” He questioned, taking a small step closer to you, and that’s when you could see everything, his toned muscles and tanned skin.

“Its just hot in here” you lied.

Cas slowly nodded, accepting the excuse as usual. He took more small steps towards you, the angel- well human, didn’t overly understand the concept of “personal space”

He had his usual serious expression, but his stare was intense.

“Your face is getting redder.” He pointed out as his deep voice only caused a pit further into your stomach.

“Yeah its just hot, anways, turn the machine on.” You said, hoping to get the attention off of you.

You loved Castiel, no, loved was an understatement, you were enthralled, captivated, entranced and a million other fancy words you couldn’t even verbalise. You would do anything for him. It wasnt even just his vessel you found so attractive, his soul, his personality, his essence, everything about him, physical or not, had you head over hills. You weren’t a “poem person” but sure you had written a few about him, you swooned like a teenage girl.

You snapped back out of your thoughts as you heard the beep of the machine, meaning cas had turned it on.

“Do you remember the setting?” You asked.

Castiel stood still for a moment, his eyes narrowing like he’s trying to remember something. He paused for a moment and turned back to you, his usual serious expression still present on his face.

“Cold wash, low spin cycle, on delicate.” He replied, his deep voice only causing more butterflies to flutter in your stomach.

“Yeah, thats right.” You replied.

Castiel nodded, seemingly proud of himself for remembering. He turned his body back to face you. He took a small step closer, sending more butterflies to your stomach, he looked down at you, his bright blue eyes staring into yours, in some type of staring contest laced with tension, only you hoped it was sexual tension.

“Cas.” You whispered.

Castiels eyes narrowed slightly at the sudden tone of your voice, he tilted his head to the side as he usually did when he was confused, you said his name in a way that almost made him stop in his tracks.

“Yes?” He replied immediately in his deep and monotonous voice, but you swore you could make out a tiny change in his tone, making his voice sound the tiniest bit sweeter.

“You didn’t press start.” I gesture to the machine.

Castiel blinked, immediately darting his head to look at the machine. He had indeed not pressed start, he was too focused, staring into your eyes. His face, the still serious stare but with that tint of softness fell slightly at his mistake.

“Oh- right.” He walked over and pressed the start button.

You let a breath out that you didn’t even know you were holding.

Cas glanced over his shoulder at you, his expression turning from one of a frown to slight concern.

“Why are you breathing so heavily?” He asked.

“Its just hot.” You lied, again.

Castiel paused again, his eyes narrowing again slightly, like he’s studying every word and movement you made.

“Hm. You already said that and yet your face is still getting slightly redder.” He said, if it weren’t for the deep and dull voice, you would have thought he was mocking you, teasing even.

“I should wait outside.” You blurted out.

Cas was quick to move grabbing your wrist as you went to walk away.

“No.” He said, his tone was still serious but you could tell there was desperation in his voice, he wanted you to stay for some reason. Once he realised he was holding your wrist tightly he softened his grip.

“Cas.” You say weakly.

Castiel huffed, trying to find the right words. He hated not being able to convey how he was feeling. There was a moment of silence before he spoke again, the desperation in his voice only growing more apparent.

“I…I don’t want you to go, Y/N.” He replied, his tone softer than before, he knew his answer wasn’t enough.

You knew you had to tell the truth, express how you really felt, lets just hope castiel didn’t think u were weird for it.

“Cas…” you whispered again.

Castiel took another few steps towards you.

“Do you want the truth?” You asked

Castiel paused for a moment, taken aback by the question, he started at you for a moment before answering.

“Yes I want the truth.” He replied

Here goes….

“I love you cassie, more than a friend. You’re on my mind all the time, present in every breath I take, every thought I think. I understand as an angel you might not understand or feel the same, but you’re the reason I get up every morning, the reason why I go to sleep is so I don’t have to wait to see you next, every moment im around you, im happy, I love you, angel or human, not even just for your vessel’s appearance, for your soul. I would give my life for yours, I would do anything for you.”

You blurt out, looking down as you realise you really overshared.

Unbeknownst to you, as you were to trapped in your own thoughts and embarrassed, Castiel’s eyes widened as you spoke, his expression immediately dropping any serious look it had and was now replaced with shock, and happiness. Your words hit him like a bullet as he realised he had no ides you loved him more than a friend. He was stunned, staring at you with his moutb slightly open in shock, not knowing what to say or do.

You still had you head down in…shame? Embarrasment? Feeling fully exposed of all your feelings towards the angel in front of you.

You stuttered something under you breath, barely reaching a whisper.

Castiel was speechless, he had been an angel for some millennia, but nobody has ever confessed their love for him before. He was at a total loss for words. His mouth opened and closed a few times, trying to speak but knowing no words woukd compare to the ones that just left your lips.

After a minute or two, he found some words, not very good, but something.

“You..you really feel like that?” His voice broke the ear ringing silence, his tone showing shock but also, hope..and need? He needed to know if you were telling the truth.

“Yes.” You mumbled.

Castiel was silent for a second, a mixture of shock, hope, happiness and bewilderment in his expression. He took a small step closer to you.

“Look up at me, please.” He whispered.

You don’t react.

Castiel left out a small huff before grabbing your chin and softly moving your head up to look at him. Castiel stared into your eyes, his expression was back to serious but there was something else in his eyes, like he was taking every last inch of you in.

You slowly began to whisper, losing control to your own thoughts again.

“Your eyes are like an icy lake, I could stare into them until I am forced to blink”

That caught castiel off guard, he wasn’t expecting more compliments. He started to smile softly, not overly noticeable.

“Is that a good thing?” He asked, you simply nodded.

“Why do you feel this way about me?” He asked.

“You are the most inconceivable person I have ever met.”

Castiel paused for a moment, he felt himself go speechless again. He slowly moved his hand towards you before stopping, he wasn’t sure if he was allowed to touch you, you nodded and he brushed a strand of hair out of your face, his touch was hesitant and soft. He slowly moved his hands to cup both sides of your face, his touch still light, you lead up slightly.

After a moment Cas realised what you were doing and leaned down, you put your arms around hid neck and leaned up all the way, closing the gap and gently kissing him. Cas immediately gave in, closing his eyes and his arms wrapped around you, pulling you impossibly close, like he was scared you would pull away. His grip was firm, but not so firm that he would hurt you. He slowly kissed you back. You two continued softly kissing eachother for another minute or so, before the washing machine beeped, signaling the cycle was done. You and Cas broke apart, both silently cursing the washing machine for ruining your moment.

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